We're in the house and mostly unpacked. Just a little more organization to be totally livable.
One of my daughter-in-laws and I talked this morning. The fact came back to me that God gives us the grace we need when we need it. Not before. Worrying about what might happen is fruitless because I don't have grace for that. But if--IF--something does happen, the grace will be there.
Comforting and at the same time, a little scary.