When I woke up this morning, I was thinking that since my son's murder, I don't have good days anymore. Since New Years Day 2007 I have not had a good day. Then, I started thinking about it, I realized that I am having good moments within the day. Like when my neice Alana bought me tickets this Jan for my birthday for Joe Jackson in San Jose, because she remembered when she was a little girl that I used to listen to him all the time (and still do). So mothers day, Alana, my sister Katherine and I went to Joe Jackson in San Jose. It was a great time. For the entire concert, I did not think about bad things, I just rocked out and sang and danced and had a blast. The more I thought about it, the more I realized that each day does have good moments in it, I just have to start looking for them and seeing them. Good moments, I can handle that.
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