My chamomile and lavender are doing great, same with my little pine, but it's always been happy to be here. I have a ton of rosemary growing out there too, thank Gaia! Woke up this morning to helicopters, lots of sirens then the most chilling thing I've heard in a long time, "surrender, you choice is to fight off a police dog or a team of armed, trained police." I'd like neither, thank you. So I thanked the gods we live upstairs have a dog and began smudging and praying. I'm grateful for a place to live. Especially with as little money as I have, but my children deserve peace. All the children here deserve peace. Only, I don't know how to help the children here. I try and it brings down vengeance. I wish that was an exaggeration. There is hope. I have a meeting to possibly receive IHSS Friday. If I am accepted that extra income may be enough to move. If not, there is still hope. We are still whole, physically unharmed and still healing. There is always hope and love within my home.