TERRIFIC TUESDAY Good Morning everyone. I have been trying to get loving son up for 45 minutes. When I was 13 I got myself up for school Hell I started get myself for school when I was 10. It really would not be so bad if he would get up. But me constantly having to say get up its blah blah blah is exhausting and those you that have fibro and chronic fatigue no how much harder it is. My body just does not want to move. It also seems like my son's negativity zapppppppppps allll my energy. Of course me complaining is negative too. Ok so I will turn this into something postive. Thank God my son is breathing this morning that he has good lungs and has the ability to do the hokey pokey in bed when I try to wake him up. Thank you Thank you Thank you God. Just a note I have Paula White on now I really have not listened to her in a long time. Ok according to Paula she said that when my rainbow comes I dont have to deal with that situation again. Ok its raining here where is the sun I want my rainbow God. Where is it? I am looking up.
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