So I suck at updating and loving my blog.

I broke my hand, twice since the last post.

I got a dog.

I lost the love of my life.

My mom had two surgeries.

I had one surgery.

My dad had two surgeries.

Its been a busy time.

I'm a slacker.

So a lot has been going on.

This is just to say Im not dead.

And that I got a new car. : ]

Summary of events.

My Mom has heart surgery.

My mom goes back to work, falls and looses wires holding rib cage together.

Has another surgery, gets an infection, doctor's find a Pulmonary Embolism, and she has a heart attack,

Someone of significant value in my life tries to kill themselves.

I lose the love of my life.

Today: I start to recover.

Happy Saint Patricks Day, Xanga.

One night, when I was feeling particularly low, and had a walmart gift card and a train ticket I decided to shop. Breifly I thought about using the ticket. Well, I had thought  that I had put the train ticket on my table so I wouldnt have been tempted to use it. When I'd gotten to walmart, [where I had gone to forget him which was ironically his favorite store.] I reached into my pocket and found the ticket. I almost took off. almost. Then I spent all my cash and gift cards and went home.

The moral of the story? I should have known.

I love him.