"No matter what's happening...Take time each day to remember all that's good in your life"
I believe that we all just go day in and day out in our busy lives by working, raising children, or whatever your life takes you down the path. Do you ever stop and take the time each day to remember all that you have that is good in your life?
I am sure most state that they do and then other's could honestly say they don't. Of course those of us blessed with children truly look at them as the good part of our lives. And many other material things.
But stop and think, really think about what it is that you can remember all that is good in your life.
Once you become chronically sick you find yourself doing that more frequently. As I read the other night, "even when our bodies fail us, our minds can take us anywhere - Our freedom starts inside".
I will tell you when I read that last night over and over it hit me upside the head. My body has and is most certainly failing me, but my mind seems to think I am still young. And of course I feel young at heart and yep my body just sits back and laughs. But to think our minds can take us anywhere? So where is that? What does your mind help you to remember that is good in your life?
I have so many things I like to sit or lay and think about, great memories, good memories, decent memories, not so good memories, many regrets and so on and so on. But why dwell on thing's that don't make us happy? Why not think about all that is good to us in each day?
Even though I live the life of a sick person, my mind still keeps my busy in thought. I do think that I like to look at the good things in my life. I have my kids, my dog Maggie, my husband, etc etc. Those things I will never let go and along with them all I will never let go of those memories.
As one of my daughters is getting married in November and I sit taking pictures to continue with the Power Point for her reception it just makes me laugh, cry and snicker at some of the things that we all did in our past. My children when they were young makes me happy and I realize they are one great thing in my life. But beyond our children, family and friends. What truly makes you realize the good things in your life daily? Some may say football, pizza, motorcycle rides, etc. Unfortunately I can't do some of the things that people do truly look at daily as a good thing. So now my good things in life are a good book curl up in a chair and read and let my mind take me out to those wandering places of joy that physically I won't ever be able to do. So that is one good thing in my life daily. I could never ever live with out music. I am very much a music junky. The one thing that keeps me going daily is my music. So one of my good thing in my daily life (and my best investment) is my Bluetooth headset. It's a must have. For my husband his one good thing daily is the TV and of course Dallas Cowboys football.
I enjoy all of the sights, smells, butterflies, birds, sounds and a good bonfire of the earth that God gave each of us. Nothing is better than a smores (my daughter once ate 14 smores) along a warm bonfire on a cool evening. That is a good thing in life.
As our Gastroparesis family looses a warrior there is a circle of life. God takes and gives back. I like to look at these warriors, who have suffered for however long, gain peace and joy and become our Guardian Angels. Their is a great thing we can look for daily. They place things in our daily lives that everyone just walks around and never looks for. But I do look for them. Signs they give us, the extra twinkles in the stars, the pennies on the ground (my father always had change in his pocket and he would walk around jingling it), the other day I found a dime and two pennies. It was his way of telling me that the next 12 years of my life will be either full of life if I choose to look for the good things daily or my next 12 years could be the hardest I make it. Now what the 12 cents stands for I am yet to find out from my Dad, other than he passed on the 6th and maybe 6+6 makes his 12 cents.
Question I await to be answered. I love birds, and therefore I am always finding feathers. My Mom was a huge fan of Indians and I have a dream catcher tattoo and it has feathers. So I do think my Mom gives me these feathers daily to remind me of her and her loving touches.
So what do you see as daily gifts you get every day? Stop and think and look for them. Let your mind wander into those places that your bodies can't take you. Dream never give up the dreams you have because simply those dreams may just give you peace.
Keep Smiling
Carla
Friday, September 2, 2016
Saturday, August 20, 2016
Life: Life gives you lemons...
Life: Life gives you lemons...: "When life gives you lemons instead of making lemonade; squirt someone in the eye" Gosh I sure wish I could do this. I am sure ...
Life gives you lemons...
"When life gives you lemons instead of making lemonade; squirt someone in the eye"
Gosh I sure wish I could do this. I am sure most people could say the same thing. I do believe we all have been in so many situations that you may feel this way. I just think Karma will squirt the lemon into some of the people's eyes that deserve it.
I know I feel like life has squirted lemons into my eyes. It hit me with a huge punch in the gut, totally and completely. I mean hey; I have severe digestive system disorder, complications from feeding tubes, Severe Gastroparesis, Adult Failure to Thrive, Bipolar, Attempted Suicide, COPD, Fibromyalgia, Restless leg syndrome, rotting teeth, poor eye sight and I don't know so many more health issues. So yep "Karma squirted me in the eye". But why?
What did I ever do to deserve this miserable existence? I just keep feeling like I am being punished, but God doesn't do that. He gives us only what we can handle. Well God "I am not such a bad ass anymore" at least not like I used to be.
I was handling all of my health issues to a point and the Gastric Bypass in 2011 gave me new life. I felt good about myself after carrying up alot of weight from having 3 kids. So I lost like 115 lbs and I was looking in the mirror and liking myself. "That lemon stopped squirting me". Little did I know that I would have so may health issues and multiple surgeries after my GB surgery. Two of those pretty much killed me. I have never been the same since. The older I get the harder these illnesses are on me. But this Gastroparesis is the sinker. Now it is "squirting lemon into my eye's". And it HURTS...
I thought I knew what hurt was, God knows I have been through way to much mental, emotional, physical and spiritual hurt. Heck, I even attempted suicide and survived. Sometimes I wonder has my life changed since then. Hmmmm, nope it has only gotten worse. (Disclaimer: No I am not suicidal - thank heavens)...But yep there is that "lemon".
This Gastroparesis will take a strong person down to their knees; litterally and in prayer. I can't count how many times I have hit my knees at the toilet, the sink, the trash can, the side of the road and yep knees on the floor talking to God. Asking each and every time "Please take this from me". I guess that won't happen (at least not right now; there is no cure).
Gastroparesis I do believe ranks right up there with cancer. I know the pain and the hurt a person goes thru with cancer and some are true survivors and then some families are lost after a loved one dies. Any death to a chronic illness just isn't fair. Of course nothing is fair. We are not going to get our of her alive. I pray I will go up to even and become a Angel.
Being chronically ill really makes one want to squirt some people in the eye. But most nurses, doctors, caretakers are a blessing. Trying to explain this illness to people who have no idea just look at us like we are lying and they are dumb founded. Squirt eye.
I know with my chronic illnesses I have been reflecting on regrets, memories and joys. I have went thru alot of the regrets and the memories are still flooding me. Just last night I was into a dream with real reality and it was so graphic that I was right then and there. Then it throws you awake and makes you cry and cry. Seems like dreams bring on many memories good or bad and then wakes you and you realize it was so real and you just cry. I am happy these memories come to me, because that's all I have to hold onto.
This last 3-4 weeks have been hard between financial, emotion and mentally. I have been so sick since my last tube change out and cannot eat or I vomit. So my moto is and I write it to condition myself is: "I cannot eat or I vomit". I will keep saying and writing this. Boy do I want to squirt the doctors in the eye (at least it would make me feel better)
Coming to an end, remember the best way to release stress and frustrations is a true adult "temper tantrum". Trust me it really helps and makes you squirt someone in the eye with a lemon.... (you will feel much better)
Keep Smiling
Carla
Gosh I sure wish I could do this. I am sure most people could say the same thing. I do believe we all have been in so many situations that you may feel this way. I just think Karma will squirt the lemon into some of the people's eyes that deserve it.
I know I feel like life has squirted lemons into my eyes. It hit me with a huge punch in the gut, totally and completely. I mean hey; I have severe digestive system disorder, complications from feeding tubes, Severe Gastroparesis, Adult Failure to Thrive, Bipolar, Attempted Suicide, COPD, Fibromyalgia, Restless leg syndrome, rotting teeth, poor eye sight and I don't know so many more health issues. So yep "Karma squirted me in the eye". But why?
What did I ever do to deserve this miserable existence? I just keep feeling like I am being punished, but God doesn't do that. He gives us only what we can handle. Well God "I am not such a bad ass anymore" at least not like I used to be.
I was handling all of my health issues to a point and the Gastric Bypass in 2011 gave me new life. I felt good about myself after carrying up alot of weight from having 3 kids. So I lost like 115 lbs and I was looking in the mirror and liking myself. "That lemon stopped squirting me". Little did I know that I would have so may health issues and multiple surgeries after my GB surgery. Two of those pretty much killed me. I have never been the same since. The older I get the harder these illnesses are on me. But this Gastroparesis is the sinker. Now it is "squirting lemon into my eye's". And it HURTS...
I thought I knew what hurt was, God knows I have been through way to much mental, emotional, physical and spiritual hurt. Heck, I even attempted suicide and survived. Sometimes I wonder has my life changed since then. Hmmmm, nope it has only gotten worse. (Disclaimer: No I am not suicidal - thank heavens)...But yep there is that "lemon".
This Gastroparesis will take a strong person down to their knees; litterally and in prayer. I can't count how many times I have hit my knees at the toilet, the sink, the trash can, the side of the road and yep knees on the floor talking to God. Asking each and every time "Please take this from me". I guess that won't happen (at least not right now; there is no cure).
Gastroparesis I do believe ranks right up there with cancer. I know the pain and the hurt a person goes thru with cancer and some are true survivors and then some families are lost after a loved one dies. Any death to a chronic illness just isn't fair. Of course nothing is fair. We are not going to get our of her alive. I pray I will go up to even and become a Angel.
Being chronically ill really makes one want to squirt some people in the eye. But most nurses, doctors, caretakers are a blessing. Trying to explain this illness to people who have no idea just look at us like we are lying and they are dumb founded. Squirt eye.
I know with my chronic illnesses I have been reflecting on regrets, memories and joys. I have went thru alot of the regrets and the memories are still flooding me. Just last night I was into a dream with real reality and it was so graphic that I was right then and there. Then it throws you awake and makes you cry and cry. Seems like dreams bring on many memories good or bad and then wakes you and you realize it was so real and you just cry. I am happy these memories come to me, because that's all I have to hold onto.
This last 3-4 weeks have been hard between financial, emotion and mentally. I have been so sick since my last tube change out and cannot eat or I vomit. So my moto is and I write it to condition myself is: "I cannot eat or I vomit". I will keep saying and writing this. Boy do I want to squirt the doctors in the eye (at least it would make me feel better)
Coming to an end, remember the best way to release stress and frustrations is a true adult "temper tantrum". Trust me it really helps and makes you squirt someone in the eye with a lemon.... (you will feel much better)
Keep Smiling
Carla
Saturday, May 28, 2016
Life: “A day without sunshine is like, you know, night.”...
Life: “A day without sunshine is like, you know, night.”...: "A day without sunshine is like, you know, night"... So how is it that a chronically ill person seems to be miserable the most a...
“A day without sunshine is like, you know, night.”
"A day without sunshine is like, you know, night"...
So how is it that a chronically ill person seems to be miserable the most at night? Is it because we lay and notice the pain more, or that we talk to God and it just seems like he ever seems to answer our prayers (but of course all in God's time not ours) I don't know about you, my med's seem to let me sleep for about 4-5 hours and then my bladder and Maggie's bladder wakes us both up. Then I lay back down and I am in pain, but I hate to take my pain med's because I really need these when I am up and at work.
So the day gives us sunshine, we strive to look at the sunshine and look up and let the rays beam down on our face and just wish. Wish for what? We all have so many different wishes. But a chronically ill person looks for different wishes? I am always drinking my coffee and I sit on my patio on my days off from work and look to the skies and just stare at the sky and I feel befuddled. I don't know why, but I do. I think befuddled is a good way to describe my feelings.
My husband said that "I think way too much". Well if I don't who will. I need to think about so many different things because if I don't my mind would go nuts. I think about the things I can no longer do or the things I had wished for. So I had to rewrite my bucket list to easier things.
A day without sunshine is a day that a chronically ill person lives with.When all they can do is look out their hospital window and watch the world continue to pass by even tho they can no longer be a part of the big world God has created for us. (Or if you think the Big Ban Theory brought us all about). No matter what the shades will eventually be lowered and after family and friends that come to visit and cry and try to make you smile with gifts and loves and kisses. "no one can take your pain away"...So Why me?
Sometimes we lay in the dark of our beds whether at home or at a hospital or nursing home and realize that most likely sometime we may fly high about it all. And instead of the nights being hard on us chronically ill, the nights will be hard for our family & friends. Our once beds will be made and our items will become a shrine for our loved ones.
And then their sunshine will turn to nights and they will cry themselves to sleep as we touch their cheeks as their guardian Angels. And it gives them comfort. Comfort to know we are still alive within them.
It all takes time for our loved ones to learn to sleep at night again and it takes time for our loved one to move on. Will they ever forget? Nope, we will become a memory in their minds and they will struggle to live on and each year they will visit our grave side , even though that is just our shells. Our souls have descended into heaven to be in Gods army.
Not all chronically ill people suffer from cancer, lupus, loss of eyesight; limbs, etc. There so many of us who look good on the outside (we can do our hair, put on makeup and dress good) but we never show the pain our insides our screaming out that we are in such pain that we just don't even want to get up. I know each day I place my feet on the floor, I thank God (sometimes I wish God would have taken me) but I have a purpose and I place my hands on my heart and feel the heart beat and realize that we do have a purpose. Some people never know what their purpose is. Maybe we all need to look for our purpose in our lives no matter if we are sick.
It is so sad to me that families choose to hate and not love because all we have to share in our lives is our childhoods. I am always telling my 3 kids, "no one else will ever share the things that they did together as they grew up"? And since they have grown up they have came to that realization.
But some people are so bull headed, but "The sunshine turns into night" and you could be taken some night to join God's army.
"Do you have so many things left unsaid?
We all have a past and that is it; our past is just that a past. It does define us but "if the sunshine never comes out then can we look forward to the stars that come out at night?" because each star is our loved ones looking down on us. Some believe some don't. That is fine, we all have our own free will.
"So a day without sunshine is like, you know night"
So what kind of sunshine do you want so your nights are easier?
A chronically ill person; just like me, show doesn't look so sick on the outside (well except my feeding tube, my power port and the fact that I vomit a lot), I look ok on the outside. But my insides are all jacked up. I have gone from hell and back dealing with this horrific illness that no one seems to want to recognize or they look "befuddled" when you explain it to them.
For now I am able to get up each day, go to work and I just try. I come home exhausted but I keep trying because I know someday I won't be able to. Each time I do to the hospital and get my tube changed out, I swear it takes a month off of my life. Laying open in the OR given cocktails so they can change out your tube so you having some way to eat, is so extremely hard, but we do it each and every day for our family.
There will come a day that we all will have to make choices about our health and whatever our own choices are it is something that our friends and family need to understand because until you walk in our foot steps you will never ever know our daily struggles.
We all look for "A day with Sunshine, so our nights are full of stars" and not just sleepless nights in pain.
Keep Smiling
Carla
So how is it that a chronically ill person seems to be miserable the most at night? Is it because we lay and notice the pain more, or that we talk to God and it just seems like he ever seems to answer our prayers (but of course all in God's time not ours) I don't know about you, my med's seem to let me sleep for about 4-5 hours and then my bladder and Maggie's bladder wakes us both up. Then I lay back down and I am in pain, but I hate to take my pain med's because I really need these when I am up and at work.
So the day gives us sunshine, we strive to look at the sunshine and look up and let the rays beam down on our face and just wish. Wish for what? We all have so many different wishes. But a chronically ill person looks for different wishes? I am always drinking my coffee and I sit on my patio on my days off from work and look to the skies and just stare at the sky and I feel befuddled. I don't know why, but I do. I think befuddled is a good way to describe my feelings.
My husband said that "I think way too much". Well if I don't who will. I need to think about so many different things because if I don't my mind would go nuts. I think about the things I can no longer do or the things I had wished for. So I had to rewrite my bucket list to easier things.
A day without sunshine is a day that a chronically ill person lives with.When all they can do is look out their hospital window and watch the world continue to pass by even tho they can no longer be a part of the big world God has created for us. (Or if you think the Big Ban Theory brought us all about). No matter what the shades will eventually be lowered and after family and friends that come to visit and cry and try to make you smile with gifts and loves and kisses. "no one can take your pain away"...So Why me?
Sometimes we lay in the dark of our beds whether at home or at a hospital or nursing home and realize that most likely sometime we may fly high about it all. And instead of the nights being hard on us chronically ill, the nights will be hard for our family & friends. Our once beds will be made and our items will become a shrine for our loved ones.
And then their sunshine will turn to nights and they will cry themselves to sleep as we touch their cheeks as their guardian Angels. And it gives them comfort. Comfort to know we are still alive within them.
It all takes time for our loved ones to learn to sleep at night again and it takes time for our loved one to move on. Will they ever forget? Nope, we will become a memory in their minds and they will struggle to live on and each year they will visit our grave side , even though that is just our shells. Our souls have descended into heaven to be in Gods army.
Not all chronically ill people suffer from cancer, lupus, loss of eyesight; limbs, etc. There so many of us who look good on the outside (we can do our hair, put on makeup and dress good) but we never show the pain our insides our screaming out that we are in such pain that we just don't even want to get up. I know each day I place my feet on the floor, I thank God (sometimes I wish God would have taken me) but I have a purpose and I place my hands on my heart and feel the heart beat and realize that we do have a purpose. Some people never know what their purpose is. Maybe we all need to look for our purpose in our lives no matter if we are sick.
It is so sad to me that families choose to hate and not love because all we have to share in our lives is our childhoods. I am always telling my 3 kids, "no one else will ever share the things that they did together as they grew up"? And since they have grown up they have came to that realization.
But some people are so bull headed, but "The sunshine turns into night" and you could be taken some night to join God's army.
"Do you have so many things left unsaid?
We all have a past and that is it; our past is just that a past. It does define us but "if the sunshine never comes out then can we look forward to the stars that come out at night?" because each star is our loved ones looking down on us. Some believe some don't. That is fine, we all have our own free will.
"So a day without sunshine is like, you know night"
So what kind of sunshine do you want so your nights are easier?
A chronically ill person; just like me, show doesn't look so sick on the outside (well except my feeding tube, my power port and the fact that I vomit a lot), I look ok on the outside. But my insides are all jacked up. I have gone from hell and back dealing with this horrific illness that no one seems to want to recognize or they look "befuddled" when you explain it to them.
For now I am able to get up each day, go to work and I just try. I come home exhausted but I keep trying because I know someday I won't be able to. Each time I do to the hospital and get my tube changed out, I swear it takes a month off of my life. Laying open in the OR given cocktails so they can change out your tube so you having some way to eat, is so extremely hard, but we do it each and every day for our family.
There will come a day that we all will have to make choices about our health and whatever our own choices are it is something that our friends and family need to understand because until you walk in our foot steps you will never ever know our daily struggles.
We all look for "A day with Sunshine, so our nights are full of stars" and not just sleepless nights in pain.
Keep Smiling
Carla
Friday, April 22, 2016
Life: Nobody said it is easy...
Life: Nobody said it is easy...: "Nobody ever said it was going to be so easy" Ok, so what does everybody mean when it is stated that nothing was ever going to b...
Nobody said it is easy...
"Nobody ever said it was going to be so easy"
Ok, so what does everybody mean when it is stated that nothing was ever going to be easy?
Does that mean life?
I hate to think that life is always hard. I don't think anyone would want life to be so hard all the time. I do believe that most of us would like to at least be able to enjoy the things that we want. No matter what we consider is our favorite things, we at least wish to be able to do some of our wishes.
I know when you are young and healthy you look at life so differently. But once you get to be older and more wiser you look at like differently also.
But what is you become chronically ill? So what kind of life are you going to be living? No one ever wishes to be a burden, or to be handicapped, mentally ill, physically ill or what ever the chronic illness we are dealt in life. But just as stated about nothing in life is every easy. No matter what anyone's circumstances are life is never easy in different stages of our own individual lives.
But one thing is for sure, we never want to become chronically ill. That is when our mind set becomes different. A chronically ill person spends a lot of their time wishing they were healthy again. But instead we spend most of our times in the ER, in the hospitals, going to doctors, having surgeries, seeing counselors, finding ourselves fighting to survive whatever hand we are dealt. Nobody ever said it was going to be easy.
Our lives are turned up side down. We either have to learn to accept our lives being torn by a serious chronic illness, or we fight it off, or we just keep telling ourselves that we are going to get better if we just do this, or that or ask for a better healthier life. Then the reality starts to set in. We suddenly look in the mirror and what we see back is a chronically ill person. Sometimes we don't even recognize who it is that is looking back yourself. You begin to question "who am I"? "what did I go to deserve this"? Maybe if I had done things differently when I was young and then I wouldn't be sick. However we know that no matter what we did in our younger years of life it doesn't always impact us as to how our lives will be when we get older and we are diagnosed with a illness that makes your heart beat faster, you break out in a sweat and you just simply become numb.
When I was told that I had become chronically ill with a terminal outlook, I was in such shock that I had became numb. My life had came to an end in my own mind. And yes I looked in the mirror and saw a differently face looking back at me. I just couldn't understand yep that question once again "why me"?
So I have started to look for a purpose in my life. Even tho my life now consists of medicines, doctor and after doctor, hospital stays after another hospital stay, nausea and vomiting, and more vomiting and not being able to eat. Living with a feeding tube day in and day out. Feeding myself thru this feeding tube for what ever the rest of my life going to be. Surgery after surgery to replace my tube and put in a port because I had been stuck a kazillion times all of my life. I start to hate myself. And life had become a hard pill to swallow and had left a bitter taste in your mouth.
So now I have had to change my way of life. My families way of life and just wondering when the day will come that my family will be sitting with me as I take my last breath and knowing to myself that I caused all of their pain, and there is nothing I can do to make this pain in their lives go away.
Yes "nobody ever said it was going to be easy", we just never stop to think what in our lives was ever going to be easy. I look at myself in the mirror and now a different set of eyes look back at me and those eyes have pain, sorrow, hurt, denial, anger and yet will. The will to keep living for our spouses, significant others, our children our families and we keep fighting. Not always our will but their will. Yep we fight and someday's we fight to just tell our families each day that we hit our feet on the floor every morning that we love them. Because yep, one day we won't be able to.
"Nobody ever said it was going to be easy"
Keep Smiling
Carla
Ok, so what does everybody mean when it is stated that nothing was ever going to be easy?
Does that mean life?
I hate to think that life is always hard. I don't think anyone would want life to be so hard all the time. I do believe that most of us would like to at least be able to enjoy the things that we want. No matter what we consider is our favorite things, we at least wish to be able to do some of our wishes.
I know when you are young and healthy you look at life so differently. But once you get to be older and more wiser you look at like differently also.
But what is you become chronically ill? So what kind of life are you going to be living? No one ever wishes to be a burden, or to be handicapped, mentally ill, physically ill or what ever the chronic illness we are dealt in life. But just as stated about nothing in life is every easy. No matter what anyone's circumstances are life is never easy in different stages of our own individual lives.
But one thing is for sure, we never want to become chronically ill. That is when our mind set becomes different. A chronically ill person spends a lot of their time wishing they were healthy again. But instead we spend most of our times in the ER, in the hospitals, going to doctors, having surgeries, seeing counselors, finding ourselves fighting to survive whatever hand we are dealt. Nobody ever said it was going to be easy.
Our lives are turned up side down. We either have to learn to accept our lives being torn by a serious chronic illness, or we fight it off, or we just keep telling ourselves that we are going to get better if we just do this, or that or ask for a better healthier life. Then the reality starts to set in. We suddenly look in the mirror and what we see back is a chronically ill person. Sometimes we don't even recognize who it is that is looking back yourself. You begin to question "who am I"? "what did I go to deserve this"? Maybe if I had done things differently when I was young and then I wouldn't be sick. However we know that no matter what we did in our younger years of life it doesn't always impact us as to how our lives will be when we get older and we are diagnosed with a illness that makes your heart beat faster, you break out in a sweat and you just simply become numb.
When I was told that I had become chronically ill with a terminal outlook, I was in such shock that I had became numb. My life had came to an end in my own mind. And yes I looked in the mirror and saw a differently face looking back at me. I just couldn't understand yep that question once again "why me"?
So I have started to look for a purpose in my life. Even tho my life now consists of medicines, doctor and after doctor, hospital stays after another hospital stay, nausea and vomiting, and more vomiting and not being able to eat. Living with a feeding tube day in and day out. Feeding myself thru this feeding tube for what ever the rest of my life going to be. Surgery after surgery to replace my tube and put in a port because I had been stuck a kazillion times all of my life. I start to hate myself. And life had become a hard pill to swallow and had left a bitter taste in your mouth.
So now I have had to change my way of life. My families way of life and just wondering when the day will come that my family will be sitting with me as I take my last breath and knowing to myself that I caused all of their pain, and there is nothing I can do to make this pain in their lives go away.
Yes "nobody ever said it was going to be easy", we just never stop to think what in our lives was ever going to be easy. I look at myself in the mirror and now a different set of eyes look back at me and those eyes have pain, sorrow, hurt, denial, anger and yet will. The will to keep living for our spouses, significant others, our children our families and we keep fighting. Not always our will but their will. Yep we fight and someday's we fight to just tell our families each day that we hit our feet on the floor every morning that we love them. Because yep, one day we won't be able to.
"Nobody ever said it was going to be easy"
Keep Smiling
Carla
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