I don’t know what to write. I don’t think my life is boring I just don’t have all that much to say. I hung out with my friend and his baby today. He was granted two hours twice a week of unsupervised access. This is a big step which has required 6 months of prayer to get. It was not hard to get because he is a dangerous person it was hard to get because no parent can be 100% perfect while being watched like a hawk in a box like room. (Mum this will interest you because you were here when I was really frustrated by the mean report DHS wrote about him. He got his unsupervised access. Yay.) The judge must have taken seriously the many positive character references he had.

I also bought a colourful string thing that goes around my neck and holds my keys today (I don’t know the name for them). I got it in the Oxfam shop and it is made in Guatamala. I was happy that it was from there.