Last night, Earl held me and promised me that this time next year I would look back and be amazed at all the good things that would happen. He promised. I don't know how he can keep that promise, but I trust him, and that promise helped me to sleep with joy last night.
Today feels like a good day. Today I read blogs about happy baby filled Christmas, and I imagine that will be me
There Are good days and bad days. How I wish it were all good.