Yesterday's post was very emotional for me. After losing my nephew in January at the tender age of 19 I am a raw nerve. Learning that Rachel is once again fighting for her life has hit me hard. Children should be naive, have fun and never have to deal with anything harder than whether they want vanilla or chocolate ice cream. I tend to start feeling sorry for myself when dealing with Jon's issues but something like this reminds me of my favorite saying:
I felt sorry for I had no shoes until,I saw a man who had no feet.
So, instead of feeling sorry for myself and then feeling guilty, I bring you the quote of the day......
Levi: "I don't like hotdogs. They taste like they are made from pigs' buttholes."
Nothing truer has ever been said. Just saying. I still love them though. Here piggy piggy piggy.....
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