The friendly visitor was a young woman who spoke beautifully and was very nice. There was no connection. I shared the goodies she brought. I gave her some to take home with her.
Then my friend called and invited me over to see her apartment. It was so lovely. There was a big connection. We talked for three hours. The time sped by. I go really wound up so I had a hard time sleeping. It was my bipolar.
I slept for about three hours altogether. I thought a lot about God and suffering and how I feel closer to God when I am suffering. I wasn't suffering yesterday and it felt like the old times but I wish I had felt closer to God. I don't know if I have to start reading the Bible or what. That is not like me.She mentioned coming over again and seeing a documentary her twenty year old granddaughter made when she was 17 and picked up by HBO.She mentioned driving with me to Stanford and seeing her son. She talked so much about her family. What an interesting family.Her grandmother was very strong and in Turkey at that time the women had rights.