This is late and short.
Today has been a rough one for several reasons.
The problems that Dear Wife has been going through are no better. We can quibble about whether they are about the same, slightly better, slightly worse, or worse, than they were a week, a month, a year, five years earlier. Different, certainly. So there is that. And, yes, since it is now more than eleven years after the point at which the "experts" assured us that she would be dead within five years from then, we'll take it, gratefully. Every day is another chance.
And today would have been my late mother's birthday. She will have been gone from us for ten years this spring..That was hard. We were living nearly a thousand miles away, so we'd had very very little "face time" for years. Her mind had been seriously harmed by the age-related senility: she really didn't know us that last couple times we'd been up during my all-too-brief holiday / vacation times. Since Yours Truly often had to work all day, and then be the sole driver for 18 or 19 hours on the road, a one-week vacation sometimes meant two days back and forth, one day (hopefully but not always) recuperation, and a few days seeing my mom, Wife's mom, my brother(s), her sister and brother, uncles aunts cousins friends, the "sights" (such as they are here), and generally "vacationing". So it was anything but restful, at least for me, frequently accented with long-standing tensions and family squabbles, and all of that. Sometimes we simply could not get around to see everyone. Couldn't. And it gets expensive to haul a family of four around and eat at restaurants every meal. But we would always try to see mom and dad, and her mom. (Her dad had passed about two weeks before we'd moved out of the area). And both mothers passed within the space of a month. Rough spring that was, truly.
So a day like today that marks her birth reminds me of those times when I was much younger. I was not a model child, not at all, and while I never doubted her love, circumstances just hindered the sort of reconciliation heart-to-heart I dearly wanted.
But we shall get through, and I doubt that the issue troubles her right now.
Some other issues intruded today. None super big, but all just eating time, attention, and overall personal energy.
The reading for the day from the Old Testament has been chapters 36 and 37 of the Genesis. We see some names here. The record of the descendants of Esau pretty much takes up all of chapter 36. We'll see some of those names and places again, later. These are the Edomites, and there is Bad Blood between them and the Israelites, the descendants of Jacob, the "other" son of Isaac.
In 37, we see fights between brothers of Jacob / Israel. With Joseph, deemed a "favorite", hated by his brothers. We capture him and sell him as a slave into Egypt. The first slave traders were Ishamelites. Remember Ishmael? The Arabs to this very day consider themselves to be the descendants of Ishmael. Oh, and the slave traders? They are Midianites. Remember Midian? Midian, like Ishmael, was a son of Abraham but NOT a son of Sarah. Midian and Ishmael were some of the offspring when Abraham tried to "help" the Lord along with respect to descendants. Trying to hurry the matter along. Bad idea! And they are still around, and not real hospitable either.
But the story of Joseph and Egypt is just beginning.
The New Testament reading is verses 1-21 from the 12th chapter in the Gospel of Matthew.