Bec called me while on her way to see Sam, Mom and Dad.  The girl just couldn't take it anymore!  She had to see them.  I can't say that I blame her though.  They shouldn't call it bed rest, they should call it stir crazy.  **Important note from the bedridden sister--she was in a reclining position the entire ride and she was very good and was laying down WHILE visiting!

--Bec

I saw someone I haven't seen in awhile this last week and had an odd experience.  As we were talking he mentioned that he frequents Sam's website quite often.  I felt shocked and almost exposed.  I no longer felt as though I was this polite person he saw every once in awhile.  I was suddenly this bare exposed human with her raw emotions hanging out there.  Sometimes I think this blogsite works as therapy for us avid posters.  We vent, we rant and we share.  We don't think about who might be out there...somewhere...reading this.  Blink...Blink...

I guess there's no turning back now.  If you didn't know me intimately before, you sure as heck do now!

My name is Heather and I am a blog site postaholic.  I like to get information and hope out and receive in return prayers and kind thoughts for my brother.

Heath