I've made it nearly one year. I think I'm going to make it. I am
reading everyday. I loose myself in someone else's story. I haven't written
much, but I am thinking about it now.. I have a story I want to tell. I'm
waiting for the new baby and that will be a joy. I am enjoying watching
everything turn green. The lilacs have bloomed, also the yellow bushes and the
blooms of the Red Bud tree have glorified the back lawn. Now the Snowball bush
and the rose bushes are blooming. Wow! it is a beautiful sight. I walk every
morning and listen to the birds sing that are so glad that spring has arrived.