It's been a while
I was thinking the other day that this is my third Christmas without my Dad and my first without Aunt Teresa. My family is shrinking and I don't like it at all. I wish I could get pregnant. It's really beginning to get to me pretty bad. To the point I want to hide and stop being a woman so I don't have to hear my clock ticking.But oh well, right, I wish I was rich and I would adopt 5 kids. I love them. My life would be full of things I wish I could have done when I was a kid. Oh well, I honestly do love my life most of the time.
Anyway, I think I lost my point of this post. Great, I guess I will see you in another three months when my brain returns.
Anyway, I think I lost my point of this post. Great, I guess I will see you in another three months when my brain returns.