You know, I keep trying to figure out ways to BE positive. With three kids still not raised, I dare not let them see me with the ol' deer caught in the headlights look. As I told my little girl tonight, she was getting teary on me again, that I've got so many things to be grateful for. She must remember the good things and the funny weird things about her momma. Yes, I'm sick, but there are millions out there far worse off than I am.

Not to be political or stir up notions of which side I'm on, but at 43 I've had it pretty darn good. I feel even worse for our young servicement over in Iraq coming back to live with the kinds of wounds they have. Even mentally I have it better. I'm not having to deal with very REAL shell shock.

I'm a very strange person...I think weird stuff all the time... lol.. hope I can stick around awhile.,