Knee sprain.

Weight Gain.

Headache Pain.

A day in my life…

John is downstairs making a cheesecake from scratch.

The dog needs to be walked…but I can’t walk.

My son’s friend just came upstairs to use the bathroom and “accidentally” knocked down two of the four baby pictures of my boys that I had displayed on the stairway wall.

Shattered glass.

Cleanup.

Life’s tough.

I’m not sure I would trade it for the world.

This is my life and I’m just happy to be amongst the living…

Even if I can’t walk…