I blew it this morning. Or blew up. Whatever you want to call it. Taz was in his usual wild flying high morning mode. Teddy kept putting himself in front of him. I finally lost it and turned into a raving lunatic. This resulted in complete silence on Taz's part and complete anger and RAD feelings on Teddy's part. They are definitely in different places. After they left I went to my room to my quiet corner which is really my retreat. I feel myself relax when I shut the door and sit in my chair to read. My quiet time this morning took me to Mary, the mother of Jesus. At about the age of 13 she was told she would bear a son. This engaged young girl who was still a virgin was going to have to tell the world she was going to bear the Son of God. She reacted by praising God for His gifts and all he had done. What a blessing to read just what I needed this morning. He lifts me up when I am down.