I wish my husband would have even cared just a little bit when I was diagnosed with my illness. I have an auto-immune disease called Scleroderma. It can be life threatening if not managed properly. He made it to one of my specialist appointments and yelled at me all the way there telling me I was needy. Some days I wonder why I even love this man. I deserved better than that. Sigh! I'm doing my motorcycle course tomorrow and hope I can keep him out of my head long enough for that.
Di-mond in the rough M-45 H-38 My children S-25 D-23 T 5 M 4 H left April Fools Day 2015
