"The voices are calling from far away." Thanks Eagles.

I woke to music and voices. It wasn't too bad, I handled them well. Its amazing how the voices work. I have had them go away for two weeks, They come back, but are they are becoming less frequent.

Yesterday was an emotional day. I went to see my granddaughter. She is getting so big. My son, of course, was sleeping when I got there. Well I got to see my granddaughter. I am so out of practice holding her. I feel ackward.

While I was there Margaret called and said there was a message on the answering machine. (Why do they call them answering machines? I never get an answer from it...LOL!) It was my brother's pdoc and she wanted me to call. When I called her she wanted to know more about Mike. I gave her a lot of info she couldn't get from his records. As I was talking to her I got really upset with our family. They put Mike in this home so they won't have to deal with him. Out of sight out of mind. They never call..any of em! It angers me to no end.

When I got back into town, I went to go see Mike. I insisted that we go sit and talk. After much coaxing we sat down. I told Mike that I was sorry for all the crap I did when we were kids. I have deep remorse and sorrow. I'm sad thinking that he is angry and depressed and lonely. He doesn't have any friends where he lives. The staff say he's a good resident. They also said he gets picked on. I try to reach out as best I can. I told Mike I will protect him. I also told him he is welcome to my house anytime. Today I'm gonna call there and request that when he has a doctor appointment that I want to drive him.

My prayers this morning are for Mike. I wish him the best.

Live, love, laugh, learn, listen,

Dave