His birthday....would have been 89 years old. If he had lived, he would be home tilling in his garden. I'd be right there with him. Someone said they guess you never really get over losing someone. You don't, especially when you've lost your entire family.
I've learned so much since they've passed. One thing is they were right. It is very hard to find someone who cares about you. If you're not part of someone's family, you might as well be dead. I never thought I'd feel that way, but I do.
It has been days since I've seen another person. Been sick in bed. How I wish my life would change for the better.
Wednesday I head back to the hospital for more tests. Overnighter again.