July 15, 1998


Well, that last little period of utter disgust and despair didn't last too long. It's kind of like I can't afford to wallow in self-pity anymore, because even if I feel like I can't keep it together, I still have to take care of my daughter. I'm just kind of starting to panic now about going to Germany and not knowing ANYBODY and having no family for thousands of miles and what if the car breaks down or I break my leg, et cetera. Anyway, this is all probably getting pretty boring to read and I'll cut it out now. I didn't think anybody read this stuff, and since I accidentally "lost" my counter and don't pay any attention to GeoCities reports, I had no evidence to contradict that suspicion. My dear old long lost friend Eric did read it, however, and e-mailed me some encouraging words, for which I wish to thank him here, and leave him with this thought for the day: Sometimes it's easier to beg for forgiveness than to ask for permission.


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