Anyone who knows me well, and let’s be honest that’s a very small group of people, knows I like attention. I mean it just goes along with that youngest child classification. I think age and experience have made me weary. I was sick this week. I had a severe asthma attack and it has taken four days to feel like I can walk without loosing my breath. I didn’t want to tell anyone. I realized with all the CoVid fear(I don’t have CoVid), that I just wasn’t worth the explanation. You can’t be just sick. I didn’t want my friends to declare me instantly well when it was clear my body needed the rest. I didn’t want speculation over what or who caused this. It was a cold and it’s going around. Now I have that ear pressure problem that makes it hard to stay upright, but hopefully that will pass quicker than the other did. I just excepted the stillness. Maybe that’s not always bad even if we don’t understand it. “Psalm 56:4 In God I will praise his word, in God I have put my trust, I will not fear