People ask me what i a greatful. Of course there those in my life. Good or bad. But most of all i am thankful to know when i need help and reach out for it. August 30th of last yr i went into the hospital. Maybe it was my wake up call but whatever the reason is. I took it as my wake up call. I was knocking on deaths door. He told me to leave, that it wasnt my time. I still have something to do before i can rest. I just wish i knew what it is so that i can start on it and . I maybe tired but i have stuff to do and have a feeling it will be a long project