A week ago (Monday) was my 53rd birthday. One of my sons drove over with his family the day before and we spent a few hours together. I got calls from my mom and MIL, a
I had to miss my grandson's 6th birthday party yesterday. I feel awful about that. As soon as I can get out to a store, we'll put something in the mail for him.
Mr. Skittles has gone back to work so now it's just me and my daughter. She's not in the best of health right now either as she's getting over pneumonia. Quite a pair we make.
I've decided against trying to call my psychiatrist again. I doubt he would call me back. I need to find a new one closer to where I live now. I'll try to get on that later this week.
"The struggles I'm facing
The chances I'm taking
Sometimes might knock me down but
No I'm not breaking."
Once again.. thank you to all who have wished me well.. either here, in emails.. or just in thoughts.