Now Grandma knows how much more I need her, and I hope she moves in with us. I just dream of having a wonderful home and family...of creating memories for the keeping.
I'm stuck in bed and can not get those cinnamon rolls in to the oven in the mornings....my dream is that we could have some one here who really loves us & it's a little bit of a bummer to think that people who work for you would think of taking the last penny out of your car.
So here I am, melancholy. Still believing in people, still hoping for another miracle, still watching mankind around me to see the things that are worth fighting for. I guess I am very competitive because of survival....and now I'm understanding survival much more. And understanding people much more. And doing what we all should do: appreciating family and hoping for good health always.
I'll let you know when Grandma is here. I miss her.
thanks for reading thanks for caring thanks for sharing thanks for just being yourself.
