Bad, Worse, Terrible
I had a tough week last week, but life always has a way of reminding you that no matter how tough things seem for youthat someone somewhere has it worse. I talked to my mom yesterday, it seems she got a speeding ticket on thursday, and broke her toe on saturday. That is worse than looking for a job. But then Mr. L.B., my grandma's second husband, found out that a sore on his hand is cancer. That IS bad. But still not the worst. The worst news I heard was that two people I went to school with, Shannon and Heather Bell, they had one of there 8 month old twin sons die. That is awful. my heart goes out to them and their families. I hope I can look them up and pay my respects next week if I make it down to Conway