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March 11th, 2009 by Echos

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March 8th, 2009 by Echos

Sickness needs to be abolished!

Greetings from the 8th floor of the hospital! They wouldn’t let me have a laptop in here, but I have my phone. Apparently, I have a very contagious bacterial infection, and I have to be here until Friday, if not later. Which sucks. I just get home from a high stressful situation only to be admitted to the hospital for being sick. When will I get well?

Good thing I downloaded several Apps on my phone so I can update. Speaking of Apps, does anyone want to keep me company while I’m in here?

I hope they feed me while I’m here. I haven’t eaten all day.

March 4th, 2009 by Echos

Motivation

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I feel really happy and motivated today. I’m not sure why other than it’s the medicine I’ve been on for the past week or so. I feel like I should be doing something. Make my bed. Feed the kids. Things like that. Ha ha. As if I don’t do that enough these days.

Dennis and I decided to fly in to Queens on the day of Donna’s funeral and fly out the same day. He asked me if I was up for it, and I said I was. It’s this Saturday.

We’re also celebrating one of our anniversaries this month. The 26th. It’s when Dennis said he loved me. Has it really been four years? Have I really been told I’m loved forever and a day? The amazing twists and turns my life has taken over the past few years is truly awesome. I am happy. I am content. I am excited.

March 1st, 2009 by Echos

So It Ends

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Just posting (in the middle of the night) to let everyone know that about three hours ago, I found out Donna died from her cancer. My mother-in-law is dead. She and I had our differences, I’m sure you all read about them some four years ago, shortly after I announced that I was pregnant with Lauren, but in the past year or so, we buried the hatchet.

I’m assuming the funeral and memorial services are going to be in Queens, that’s where she lived. The next big question is how are we going to stay there with no credit card?