Soon I’ll forget that I was even trying to remember…

I have lots of difficulty trying to remember things lately.

I was sitting with a friend a few weeks back and I told her I think I have Lou Gehrig’s disease…I have a lot of choking episodes and trouble swallowing, I have pain and numbness in my arms, joint and bone pain, etc. She said her uncle had ALS and those are the final stages of the disease and I screamed, “Oh, dear God, I’m in the final stages.” She laughed and I laughed…but I told her I’m a lot tougher than most folks – before I find out I have something I will probably be in the final stages. The only thing that frightens me about death is leaving Andrew. For lack of a better phrase, it would kill me not to be around to see him. I hope there is a heaven and that we can watch over our loved ones. He has been such a mama’s boy lately…”mommy, mommy, mommy.” I leave the room, “Mommy, you gone”. I go to the store and Jim is home, I come back – “Mommy you gone”. He really can lay on the guilt. Besides all my prayers for the sick, hungry, poor, etc. I pray that I will at least be around until he is somewhat grown.