I think of days gone by, the days that I though were normal, Christmases, birthdays, easters, etc…. What is normal? So much drama in life. If it’s not my own family it’s other families close to me. It gets old. Sometimes I wish I could spread my arms and just fly, I mean lift my body and really fly away. If not just for a moment. Money really could change some things for the better, make certain situations change. Like keep certain hands off of innocent children that have no business in making decisions in their lives, because those people are so very toxic. All I have at this moment is prayer. I cannot change what I have no power over. Only God know all.