CHANGE IN DIRECTION

I started this with every intention of storing pictures of Jonah as he grows, but I decided this is sort of My diary, so I'll wait on that. I guess this is MS with me, too, unfortunately.

As I type, I realize, or maybe it's not new to me, anyway, I'm broken. Broken--meaning I'm not who I used to be. Some would say that's good. Meaning I have grown mentally, physically, and spiritually. Bad--I can't do the things I used to be able to do. That, my cyber friends STINKS! There are other words I could use, but I choose not to because I'm a Christian.

Sorry this is depressing. I don't mean for it to be.I don't want this to be a "poor me" thing, but I think it's good for me to air my feelings to somebody other than my long-suffering husband. See you soon!