So, this morning was hard. I had a dream last night that I was heading to Scott's funeral....again. That was....not cool. I will just say it that way. This left me feeling kinda out of it this morning. But, this has been a great couple of days. I can see God beginning to move in my difficult situations, and I feel my faith beginning to rise again. Of course this means an attack will come. I will have to finish this post later....duty calls.