I know some of you are all about the body’s ability to fight for itself, but some of us need a little help. Add illness to allergies and I need my super suit. I am thankful to have it. Otherwise, I end up bronchitis. This is American so you can do what you want, but if you’re not willing to stay home when you’re really sick, can you at least warn the rest of us to stay away from you? Okay, rant over. My health, like the rest of me, is in God’s hands.
I am starting my own blog to reduce my boredom and give me a place to put my thoughts. Recently some people I know put some very difficult words out for all the world to see. I have been chicken to do the same and now I want to set the record straight. I didn't talk to people from high school for over ten years. It seems so silly now. I found out recently that I'm not the only one who grew up in college and beyond. We aren't kids anymore so the past is just that the past. I'll admit some of it I don't want to remember, but we did have some fun times in high school. The truth is something happened to me that I was not at all ready to talk about so I just avoided people. I got married in 1998 to a really great guy I met in college. We were giddy and in love. We decided after nine months of bliss to have a baby. Why not? I was bored and we wanted one. That sounds terrible to say that, but it is true. Boom one month later I was expecting. Three months later Jo
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