Perry Canyon Poetry

June 18 1:00 a.m.
Here it is after midnight.  My left leg hurts badly...so I am trying to distract my brain.  I have the electric stim on at about an 8 with a pulse.  It seems to be helping.

Julie and I have reconnected.  Although I am glad to know she is ok...I am struggling with the wrongness of it all.  My sorrow is so deep.  After I talked to her and Randy went home teaching I had to have a little cry. Darn it.

Randy has been a good Dad and a great husband.  I love that he listens to my hopes and dreams and doesn't criticize.  Before I knew Heavenly Father loves me...I borrowed Randy and figured that if Heavenly Father loves me only that much that I would be fine.  And it worked for awhile...eventually though, I had to find out for myself.  It's crazy that I waited so long.