I have come to the conclusion that hope is what we want it and make it to be. I can't talk, walk and everything between but I can still hope. It's pretty embarrassing being 20 and having some people look at me different like I'm 2. The funny thing is when people think I know something but I took 20 years to find out Genovia isn't a real country.Do you really think I know the secret of life?
"I thought a lot today about things inside but I couldn't tell anyone." I wrote, well I have the people around me write in 2 journals each night. That's what I had written for yesterday. It's true I think a lot-normally but I cant say it. It stinks.
I don't really do anything besides eat and sleep but visitors exhaust me, so I'll update everybody this way.
I'm not doing well but I have a lot of peace. That's what counts I guess.
So I'm still hanging in there. Barely but surely. And I'll keep hanging until I can sew (with energy) again.
And a big thanks for your love, prayers and kind words--