If We Don't Help Each Other, Who

I Am Loving Being Momma. I Really, Really Am.

That Is The Exciting Thing: I Don't Know What God Has Given Me For Tomorrow.

By Our Heavenly Father And Only Because Of God, Only Because Of God. We're Like Other Couples. We Do Not Get Along Perfectly; We Do Not Go Without Arguments And, As I Call Them, Fights, And Heartache And Pain And Hurting Each Other. But A Marriage Is Three Of Us.

I Realize We're Not Promised Tomorrow. Believe Me, I Realize That. But If God Blesses Me And Lets Me Stay, I Love My Life So Much, It Is Such A Good Life. I Am Eager To Throw Myself At His Feet, But I Don't Want To Get On The First Busload That Is Going.

The Only Crying Shame About It Is, When Good Things Happen To You, You Run Short Of Time. It Takes The Same Amount Of Time, However, To Tell People, 'it's Good To See You Again. I'm Sorry We Only Have A Minute To Talk,' As It Does To Say, 'i Don't Have Time To Talk With You' Period.