This week starts a rotten time of the year. On the 13th, it would have been my 24th wedding anniversary with my first husband, than of course is valentines day, which i hate with a passion. On the 16th is the anniversary of my mom's passing. On the 18th is the day Jimmy went into the hospital in a coma and never awoke. This day just starts the month long battle to get him unchained from his bed, woken up from his coma, released from prison and home. Well of course only two of those things happened, but it was with a lot of pain and suffering on our parts. Thank goodness Jimmy wasn't aware of what was going on and how we were suffering. It would have made it worse for all of us. I just wish i could take the whole month off and disappear on a desert island.
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