Times Are A Changing

   I've tried to survive. I have given up on this. I realized that I want to live. I'm on the new medicine which is making me much clearer than before. I find this to be a very hopeful sign. I will live for another day. My new baby is due in a month and a half. A month and a half! I have a lot of stuff to due before that, sand and paint a crib, and bassinet. and my wife is becoming more of a woman. The baby bump is definitely there. I mean no offense. But nothing is quite as sexy as a woman you love completely, pregnant with your baby. I'm not sure if their are more kids in the future, but I work hard at being as good a father as I can be. I'm proud of the little things, and the big, and the big. I didn't forget those. All in all minus the little hiccups, baby's included. I find myself happy with life. I wanted certain things out of life. When I was young, but they are oohhh so much different to those that permeate my life today. I wanted to live, and now life has found me.