My heartfelt desire is to be true and sincere. To love God and to love my fellow man. To show my angst and happiness through words and deeds.
Saturday, April 11, 2015
Back in the ER again
I pray they find out what is wrong with me before it does me in. I can't drive, go anywhere on my own. Must have bedrest. I wanted to hear you at winetka. Now sone other girl will hear a love poem from you to them. Definitely not me. I'm listening to Luther Vandross. A Hòuse is Not a Home Always Reminds Me of You. My Lord and Savior Jesus saved me again today. I can't do what I used to do. I was a theatre major and the arts was always my second, maybe first love. Music always makes you happy or sad, but it does change the mood.since I Lost My Baby. I will miss you tomorrow. I do not have any idea why I am still writing to a man who I love but can't seem to have. Lord you wrong for that. Here I am sick. I need a man, husband, helper and you place my brother. I go to appt with him, he wheels me around, he's there for me right now. Why are you having Parish Council on Tax Day?
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