Dec 23, 2011 - 2:01 am
Sometimes it seams like I am living a nightmare that never goes away. I fear to say somethings. I look at the gladd as half empty. Sometimes I am so depressed I forget what it is like to laugh. Some times just it is like fighting a battle that no one wins. . but then my hubby does something silly or odd for him like buyig me a box of Debbie Cakes.. Or like when we were young looking for work and did not have allot of money Cracker Jacks three for a dollar . wow we ate them when we would go out job hunting. So not once in a while a surpise of three little boxes of Cracker jacks , and I am like a little kid again!