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janimal 
It is ironic that my last journal was titled Hope. That is the word I have been struggling with lately. My husband Jim is having a back procedure as we speak called a vetebra plasty, which will repair and mend a collapsed vertebra. He has developed osteoporosis from the lengthy steroid intake. This latest incident of 2 collasped verterbra's has weakened him and required pain meds., which have altered him mental state has well. This is another set back to his thriving recovery. My elderly mother of 83 has also had a recent fall and is bed bound. I find it no longer possible to care for my two loved ones alone, and am seeking assistance. I wonder sometimes how long and how much of this I can endure. People say I am strong. But I am nothing without Jesus Christ. Lately I am low on hope for the future. I must remind myself of the hope in Jesus and my life through Him, although I do not feel it. I must say the words out loud whether I believe it or not. I must hang on to the Hope that I know exist but I cannot see. Janet
