My family, that I live with, are the people who will love me and be there for me no matter what. They are there to pick me up in my hard times and to share in my joy. They never give up on me and we will do whatever it takes to stay together; such as compromise, communicate, sacrifice and most of all, love one another. They are my heart and soul next to God. I never tell them enough how proud I am of them and how thankful I am to be here with them. I complain way too much.
It is Saturday night and, my son, grandson and I spent time together using the air pump to blow-up toys for the pool. I feel blessed that God has given me the chance for a do-over.