Someone once said……
“..How much can this heart take
Will there be a final break
Is survival my gift
Or is survival my curse”
Some days I’m cursed with survival, and some it is my gift. Today it is my curse. Tomorrow it will be my gift. I’m tired. Tomorrow I’ll still be tired, but it’ll be ok. It will all be ok.
Hidy hody jadie jade. I’m still reading your blog when i can, i’ve missed posting replies but i still read and want to reply. I miss ya. Good luck with your blessed curses. You’ll come out ok, and you’ve always got me to help if i can. *hugs*
Comment by Baby bird — 11/22/2005 @ 8:38 pm