“Life passes most people by while they’re making grand plans for it. Throughout my lifetime, I’ve left pieces of my heart here and there. And now there’s almost not enough to stay alive. But I force a smile, knowing that my ambition far exceeded my talent. There are no more white horses or pretty ladies at my door.”
There I am, second from the left, circa 1991. Before I was old and jaded. 
Note to self: don’t ever take an iron pill on an empty stomach. I’ve never had such an excruciatingly painful headache. Convinced I was having an aneurysm or something equally horrific I grabbed the phone to call for help….only to have the pain temporarily subside and be rocked with intense waves of nausea forcing me to curl up in the fetal position [at least to the best of my ability with a gigantic fetus] and whimper. My heart goes out to everyone who suffers from migraines because I imagine they must be equally terrible.
I’m tired, cranky, and still feeling the lingering effects from the wrath of ferrous sulfate. Forgive me for complaining. 2012 will be paradise for the sole fact that it’s not 2011– yet the year is already off to a dismal start and we’re not even a week into it. Must there be any more death and tragedy? I’m too young to feel this old. By the time I reach my thirtieth birthday I’ll have an 8 year old son, 4 year old daughter, far too many deceased friends, and more ‘life experience’ [that's the nicest euphemism I can produce] with grief than I can even articulate.
Here’s a Bible verse I appreciate from Romans 15:13. “May the God of hope fill you with all joy and peace in believing, so that by the power of the Holy Spirit you may abound in hope.” Hope and inner peace, those are two things that no one or nothing can ever take from me.
TOMORROW ADAM AND I ARE GOING TO SEE TATUM ON HER 3D ULTRASOUND!!!
With infinite love, gratitude, and respect,
Sloane
