Dear God,
After many hours of feeling sorry for myself, I pulled myself out of the dump and went with Steven to Wauconda Fest. It was good to get out of my house. It was good to take a shower.
I have to tell you I'm sick of being in pain. It's my head, my back, my legs or anything else. I hurt and it hurts to hurt. I'm so glad Pam is coming home tomorrow. I feel relieved that she is alive. Not dead like she could have been. The fear of losing her is more than I can bear.
I'm bleeding again. My right flank hurts. Kidney or back? Probably my back.
I enjoyed church today. Especially enjoyed seeing Marie. Excellent message. I want to know you more, I want to serve you. How do I do that? I want to work so my finances aren't so tight. But I still haven't learned how to live within my means. I feel like a total failure.
Just want to sleep. Going to get the rice sock. Have to cool off this head.
Love your daughter,
Amy Kathleen
