Well, Sheldon's here, with his three year old son. So I feel like I'm stepping into another chapter of my life. I feel really good so far about it. It's only been about an hour so far, but I have a good feeling with the little boy. His name is Stephan. So far he's really adorable, and surprisingly pretty well behaved. He seems to like me already. First thing he did was walk up to me and hold his arms out for me to pick him up. That really touched my heart. He did it so inocently, and natural. That felt really good. I've known Sheldon from awhile ago at the sobriety center. He always seemed alright, accept when it came to emotions. He has a hard time with those, but otherwise not bad. He aparently was in New Brunswick, but said he couldn't get anything going, and couldn't get his boy much help from Goverment assistance. I was really surprised at how little he brought with him. Just a couple of suit casses, mostly the kids clothes. I think this situation has God in it somewhere. I just happen to have what he needs, a place that's big, a room, just about everything he would need, and I have a feeling this experience is going to help me. I already feel good having people here, and little Stephan seems like a bonus. I know there's going to be trying times tho, but I think I can handle it. Stephan already seems to listen to me, but he wants to see everything like little boys do. Sheldon went to give him a bath, and he was going crazy. He was scared of the bath tub or something. I went in ty and calm him, but no way. Sheldon said it was alright, and that he did the same at his fathers place. I guess in time he will get used to it, but he was really terified. I guess there will be other things that will come up, but I'm sure everything is going to be alright. Sheldon and I talked about things, and we both agree that everything can work out good for the both of us. We both could live very well here. So far there only seems to be one slight problem, or iritation I should say. Sheldon seems to be one of those people that like to yap while I'm trying to do my journaling, but I think I can handle that. Probably he yaps so much is because he doesn't really get time to spend with other guys, I'm hoping. Most of his time is spent with his boy. But I remember before that he really wasn't all that attentive with his son. He would tell you about all he does for his boy, but it always seemed just that. Talk. Mayby that has changed, but if not I'm sure that things can turn out good if we both work at it. Seems a little odd here. When I first got this apartment, it was meant to share with a person that I loved. Back then everything I did was because I had this vision that I had met someone that we both were going to share a life with, but now here I am living with another guy and a little boy. When Tim was here, I remember that it used to bug me about certain hings. Sometimes he would use something that originally was meant for me and this lady to share, and inside I would be mad, but I kept that to myself because I knew that he didn't know. I think that one reason I still hung on to this place is because I still do love this lady. I have this feeling that one day we will still be together. She's still my freind that I can confide anything with. I think that's why I'm not all that interested in finding another person to love like this. I still have her in my heart, and I'm content with that. It's a little strange how this went. At first I was angry, but now I'm very happy that she's doing what she needs to do, and I want that for her. I think that this is the first time that I've been able to really do that. Love somebody, but not be so selfish that I need them, or put some kind of restrictions or something, "That it has to be this way." I think that I've learned that when you really love someone, you can be content with whatever. Mayby I'm tired and starting to ramble, but hell, what's a journal for? To put your feelings and thoughts down. In a way my journal is a way of being in touch with my spirit. When I write, I think more deeply about things than I normally would. I get in touch with me. Thank you Lord for everything. Amen.