I haven't had the greatest week lately. It did at least wake me up to a few things. Now I have to get my life in better order, and pray that it's not too late. I want nothing more than for her to be happy, but I also hope that it is with me. It figures that I manage to work out the ability to move, and it might be a month too late. I hope not, and I'm going to keep trying as hard as I can. I love her.
