
There is a beautiful Maple tree outside of the window that I can see from this desk. It's turned now, a bright golden yellow. The light floods this room in the morning, bathing these walls in an amber glow. I should feel warm, and normally, I do get a warm feeling when I come into this room, but today, I don't. I'm really worried about my mom.
It's going to really upset her, court today. I'm nervous, and am just hoping and praying that it goes by smoothly. My husband is down there, and my Uncle is going, which makes me feel a lot better. I'm anxious to hear from them, and I'll be glad when this is over. That's really all that is on my mind right now, and all that I can write about.