Pride in my county

Recently, I had the pleasure of attending a drug program at Opp Middle School to take pictures and write an article for the Opp News. For those of you who don’t know what the program was about, I’m going to give you the lowdown.

The Drug Task Force agents along with Andalusia and Opp Police Departments, the Covington County Sheriff’s Office, and a local business (whom I can’t name for political reasons, but I’m sure people will figure it out as I go on) were responsible for putting together Kids Against Prescription Pills (K.A.P.P.).

This program is such a great opportunity for DTF agents to go to county schools and talk to middle schoolers about prescription drug addiction.

The first location I went to yesterday afternoon was devoted to facts. Straight up, cold, hard facts about what prescription drugs can do to a person – emotionally and physically. The kids were able to answer questions about what DTF agent David Harrell spoke on during his part of the program.

The second location was for speakers, Connie Messick and Lori Rickett, who were able to give students a first hand account of drug addiction. Connie was tearful as she told students about stealing from her son’s bank account just to get her prescription drug fix. She told the kids that she could no longer be a nurse and she couldn’t drive – and those were just two things that were as a result of her addiction.

Local radio celebrity, Blaine Wilson and local attorney and former University of Alabama football player, Corey Bryan spoke at the last location. They pushed the fact that the kids could be like them and do well without having to resort to taking drugs to get a high. They could be high on life and be successful just like these two guys have been.

I’m just so proud that our schools are concerned about the problem of prescription drugs. Yes, there have been some problems here – actually one resulting in an arrest here in Opp if memory serves. I believe these kids heard the message that was being drilled home yesterday. Assistant Principal, Shawn Short told me that several of the kids had tears after hearing Connie and Lori speak about their lives.

I’m proud that there are people (who shall remain nameless) who will look out for the best interests of our children.

This person, who I cannot name has been instrumental in putting together several of the drug programs in this county. I know he will keep striving to do what is best for the good of Covington County as he runs for office.

Being a writer

I am a writer.

Yes, I know, that sounds a bit like I'm trying to tell you who I am and what I do. But that's not the case. I'm telling myself too. Sure, anyone can write a blog or a poem or even a short story. Many people can write books and never get published.

Me, I'm published - well not in the way that I want to be yet, but I'm making a point of getting there this year. Being a journalist is great, but being a writer would be so much BETTER. I'm not saying I'd sit at home all day and watch Days or The Young and the Restless. I'd sit home and write! I'd let the muse flow onto the page. I'd be able to let my mind take me to so many places if I could just sit in front of my laptop without anything else to do later and no distractions.

That's a bit of a hard order - no distractions. I'll get distracted by the TV more times than I can count - and yes, it's entirely my fault since I can't write without some kind of noise going on around me. It's like trying to sleep without the radio on - I just can't seem to do it - at least not all the time.

Music, television and movies inspire me the most. I still read occasionally and the authors I do read are really amazing. They write so well that I wonder if I'll ever get to be where they are. And here I go again doubting myself.

While I as in Pensacola for New Year's I went to Barnes and Noble (spent WAY too much money) and bought several books I needed for work and writing. I bought a book called Plot and Structure by James Scott Bell that I am going to DIVE into this weekend. I bought a new Associated Press Stylebook and a book on grammar and usage. So, I should be set, right? Just got to get in front of my computer and WRITE.

I am learning a lot about writing articles again. And trust me, it's different than writing a blog or a story. Basically you TELL in an article and in a story you SHOW. To me telling and showing are almost the same thing. And the thing that gets me still about article writing is that you have to tell before you quote - transitions will always kill me in articles, I think.

My goal for this year is to finish my first novel and finish some short stories to post on my writer's blog. I know I'm going to need lots of inspiration and encouragement. I know that I can do this. I know I can finish my novel and get it to publishers for publication by the end of the year. And if I don't - it's my own fault!

Turning 30 this year has made me realize that I want to do more with my life than write for a local newspaper. I want to have fans who come up to me and ask me to sign my book. I want fans who email me and tell me how much they enjoyed reading my book. I want fans to fall in love with my heroes and heroines and beg for more books on them.

Since I was 15 I've always dreamed of being a writer - so I think 15 years in the making, I should be getting close!

On another note, that doesn't relate to writing at all - I LOVE my church family. We might not be a big church at Mobley Creek, but we have some of the most caring people you will ever meet. I've had issues with my water, so I haven't had hot water for a few months now and a member of my church that I've known for a long time came to my house while I was at work and fixed my water regulator so I could have hot water. He had some help, but it's things like that - when you just tell someone you're having a rough time and don't ask them for help and they help you anyway without thinking of getting anything back. That's the most important lesson I've learned in recent years. Do it because you WANT to do something for someone, even if all you get out of it is a BIG thank you. These people are so wonderful. They have helped me through so many hard times in recent years. They've given me rides to work when I didn't have a car and they've shown me that even if you go away for a while and come back, they don't forget you.

I really do praise God for these wonderful people that I have the privilege to know. I thank the Father for their faith and their caring. God is good and his people are good. And I know this year will bring more goodness my way.

Keep me in your prayers as I'm still struggling with my writing. I have an appointment to see the doctor again on the 18th for my diabetes. I'm sure she's going to be a little upset with me since my weight loss seems to have leveled off where I am. And my sugar was a little bit high this morning after I'd eaten breakfast. But I'm hoping to get a team together here at the Opp News so we can participate in Scale Back Alabama. I'm looking forward to speaking with Patty, the dietitian over at the Mizell Wellness Center on Monday about this. And I'm hoping she can give me some tips on diabetic eating and such. I'll try to pass on the info on this blog when I get it so any of you can benefit from it as well.

I'm off to an awards ceremony that's going to take up a couple hours. Here's hoping my stomach doesn't start growling! :)

Blessings and joy!

I have been so blessed this year that I don't know what to do with myself. Of course, most of my blessings came at the end of the year, but still, this year has been a good one.

One of the best things to happen for me this year has been getting a new job that lets me work better hours - and it's full time! Working in Opp has been great for the past month and I look forward to many more months here.

One of my blessings in disguise was finding out that I am diabetic. Having this happen at this point in my life has been hard, but I am able to deal with it fairly well. I have always known I would be at risk since my mother had diabetes. But being able to lose weight and really take a step back and look at what I am eating has really made a difference in my life. I'm not where I need to be by any means, but I am well on my way to where I want to go.

I couldn't tell you how many times I talked to my cousin and best friend, Mary Ann since she moved to Lakeland, but I can tell you I have talked to her more in the past 5 months than I have since they moved from Tuscaloosa. It is a blessing that she and I have gotten to be close again despite the distance that separates us. I am lucky to be able to be considered her daughter's aunt even though I'm not Mary Ann's real sister. I know in our hearts, we are and always will be sisters.

I'm blessed to have such wonderful people in my life. I know that I often take for granted the fact that I can go away and not be in church at Mobley Creek for a while and come back and still feel welcome. Though, we may not have a large congregation, it is one that I have come to know and love for a very long time. We are truly blessed to have a wonderful pastor - Terry Powell and I am proud to say that he is every bit a Christian outside the church doors as he is inside.

Writing has always been my passion - well probably since about the age of 15, I wanted to be a writer. I didn't think I was any good or that I might make it big and I still haven't, but I'm well on my way. I'm doing something I love. Talking to people and learning their stories always touches my heart and I am proud that I am gifted enough to do this job.

I think the Lord has truly blessed me with many wonderful gifts, which I know I take for granted. My singing and my writing are both gifts that I know he has given me to show others about my faith in him. I don't sing as much as I should, but I have rejoined the church choir and that is fulfilling in itself.

I don't know what I would do without my wonderful and supportive church family. They have been the ones that I have leaned upon and shared my troubles with over the past few years. They have never faultered in showing me they will do whatever they can to help. Isn't that the most wonderful thing?

I know this blog is jumping all over the place, but I really do have a great deal to be thankful for as 2009 comes to a close. I can only hope that 2010 brings even better things my way - despite the fact that I will be 30 in May.

I wish all of you the very best in the new year and I hope His blessings and goodness shine on you!

God Bless!
-Esther

All I want for Christmas is...

By ESTHER TAYLOR
The Opp News
oppeditorial@centurytel.net

Reading through Dear Santa letters, for the paper, I start to get a little nostalgic. I think about when I was in first grade or second grade – which is over 20 years ago if you can believe it.
I remember wanting simple things, like Barbies and things to entertain me. Now, children have a host of electronic games that can entertain and educate. I think we were easier to please back then. Children today seem to want everything they see on television and Lord help us all if their best friend has something they don’t.
I think it’s important to remember to want more simple things for Christmas, but sometimes those things get lost in what we think we really want and need in our lives.
If I were to write a letter to Santa, it would go something like this:
Dear Santa,
I will not say that I’ve been very good this year. I’m sure I haven’t, but as far as nice goes, I think I’d be among the others on the ‘Nice’ list.
First of all, I would like world peace, but I do not want this at the cost of more lives. I would like for all of our troops to be able to come home for the holidays and be with their families. These courageous men and women have fought, bled and died for our country to be able to have the freedom to celebrate holidays and have the right to state our opinions. They should be able to come home after eight years over there fighting to keep the terrorists at bay.
Second, I would like for there to be no poverty. Everyone should have money in their pockets and a place to call home. I’m not saying this should be a free handout and I’m not saying those who already get government assistance should get off their butts and get a job instead of mooching off the hard working citizens of these United States. Actually, you know what, that IS what I’m saying. If you can work, if you’re physically and mentally able to keep a full time job, you should. No questions. And just because you have assistance from the government to feed your six kids, doesn’t mean you shouldn’t work to support your family further. Government handouts are not for people who sit on their butts and continue to take for granted that people like me help to pay for what you’ve got on your table. And I bet that it’s better than what I’ve got in my refrigerator at home right now.
Third, I would like for there to be a big deal about holidays that honor our fallen soldiers. These men and women gave their lives for us. Does anyone know what that means? That means these people willingly gave up their hopes and dreams and have stepped into the wars that have happened to ensure our survival as a great nation.
I know I’m asking a lot, but these are things our country needs to remember and fight for in the coming years.
Santa we need a little help, so if any of this could be accomplished, I know you’d be the first one to do it. It doesn’t matter if you’re real or not – if you’re real to hundreds of boys and girls across the world, that says something.
When we’re young, we have faith that you’ll bring us what we want. And sometimes we get it and sometimes we don’t. The point is, it’s important to believe in something, no matter what it is!
I know you’ll try your best to lend a helping hand.
Love,
Esther

P.S. If you find Christian Kane lying around somewhere, send him along too.

Holiday Thanksgiving

With Thanksgiving having already passed and Christmas coming up, I’ve been thinking about what I’m most thankful for this year. I have so much to be thankful for. I have a wonderful, supportive family. I have a Savior who died to save a poor sinner like me. I have a great new job. I have wonderful friends, who are like family to me. I have food to eat, a car that gets me where I need to go, and a roof over my head.

I’m thankful for old friends who have come back into my life. I’m thankful that we can carry on as if no time has past. I am thankful that true friends never forget you and though time and space may separate you, you are always in each other’s hearts.

I am eternally grateful for my brothers and sisters in Christ. Without the prayers of God’s children, I know many of my own prayers would not be answered. I’m thankful for all the answered prayers for my health. I’m thankful for the answered prayer for a better job as well.

I am thankful for the time God allowed me to have my parents before He called them home. I am grateful for my mother’s faith in God and her teaching me about His love from a very young age. I know the reason I still have my faith is because of the example my mother set for me. I know later in her life, she couldn’t go to church because of her health, but she still would study her Bible on occasion. Her Bible, which I still have though it is now worn with care, has many notes and underlined passages. When I look through it, I can feel connected to her through the words of the Father.

I am thankful to those who inspire me to be creative and try to do more to better myself. I am glad the Lord above saw fit to put these people in my life as inspiration. I can only hope that I too can be an inspiration and example for someone one day.
Most of all, I am thankful to be alive and healthy enough to go to work. I may not like some of the aspects of my life, but I am always thankful to be alive.

As Christmas draws near, we need to be thankful for the real reason why we celebrate this holiday – our Lord Jesus.

So often we forget in our busy lives that it is He who guides us. He’s the Great Physician, Mighty Counselor, Lamb of God, Living Water, and so much more. He’s whatever we need, whenever we need it. Isn’t that so amazing? One person can be everything we need! All we have to do is remember it!

We have remember the reason we have what we have is because of Him. We have family to share the holiday with and we make precious memories that will last a lifetime, but we have to remember to be thankful for Him and what He has given to us.

Family history and good times

Family! Wow. I really never realized how many people are in my extended family until yesterday.

We had our Ward reunion yesterday and seeing people I haven't seen in years makes me very happy and excited about the future.

Let me explain about my family and how I'm a Ward. My mom was a Ward before she married the first time. She married a Loften and then after he passed away, she married my father. My mom, Edna Earl Taylor nee Ward, was the youngest of three children born to Barnett Seth and Esther Vivian Ward. My grandfather, Barnett was the oldest of 10 children born to William Elias and Hattie Mae Ward. My great grandfather was a preacher and a very good man. I really wish I could have known him.

Those who gathered at the reunion are descendants of William Elias and Hattie Mae Ward nee Knowles. The ten children they had are as follows: Barnett Seth, James Worth, Lucy Elizabeth, William Elias Jr., Mildred, Myrtle Mae, Bessie, Richard Jackson, Wyley Donald, and Doyle Omega. My great grandfather was the son of John "Jack" and Lucy (Godwin) Ward. He was the fourth from the oldest of eleven children. All of this information can be found in my Uncle Donald Ward's book "The Folks from Pea Ridge."

Many of the family got together and made leaves for their families so we can put together a family tree. The kids colored them and several people filled out the information on the leaves. It was a great project that we will get to see flourish as the years go by. Many of the older children will get married and have their own leaves and own families added later on.

There were about 145 people at the old home place today. It's amazing to see the family's roots and hear stories about things that happened in days gone by. My great grandfather ran a farm, raised 10 children and preached the word through the Great Depression. From my Uncle Donald's pamphlet "Uncle Bill as I Knew Him," I've learned my great grandfather was a very giving man and also very intelligent. He was very open minded about religion and often spoke or sang in other churches.

There were 14 of us there from my granddaddy's side of the family. My granddady's children, Gloria, Clyde and Edna are all deceased now, but my Aunt Gloria's children are pictured here with her husband, Robert Gafford. From the back row are Angie Wright, Jason Wright and Ramona Wright. Second row from the left are Raleigh Gafford, Kelsey Bates, Robert Gafford, Regina Bates and Amber Wright. Third row from the left are Randi Sadler, Tyler Nellums, and Savannah (Jason's wife's daughter). Bottom row from left are Kaitlyn Bates and Lyndee Sadler. I'm hoping I have all of these last names right, but I'm going to double check later and make corrections as needed. I am the only one not in the picture and am the only child from my mom's branch of the family.

I have watched all of the kids grow up and I am starting to feel rather old now that they are almost grown. Kelsey is the oldest of the kids - she just turned 18 last month. Tyler is the second oldest and will be 16 in February. Kaitlyn is 13 and the twins, Randi and Lyndee just turned 12 this month.


Kelsey, me and Kaitlyn on the back porch at the old home place.


Tyler and me sitting in the kitchen at the old home place.

As I'm growing older, I've come to realize the importance of family history. You have to know your roots and where you've come from. My family has a lot of amazing history even if we aren't all famous or have life changing jobs. We have touched lives through the branches that spread out far and wide over the southern states. We've lost several great people in the past few years and though we might miss them, we carry on. We think of them and remember them when we gather together as a family and we share our memories of them and hold them dear in our hearts.

Moving on

Sometimes you have to take a giant leap. It doesn't really matter what it's for - love, a new job, mankind, etc. If it's something worth the risk, you'll land on your feet.

My life has always felt like a whirlwind - being tossed around full of emotions I've bottled up and tried to hide. It's been one trial after another and here I am, still standing on my own two feet. Sure, there have been times when I've had to lean on someone for support. And of course, there are the times when God and my faith in Him have carried me through the rough spots. But through it all, I've been strong.

Life is about changes, whether they be good or bad. And my life is about to take another turn as I start to work at the Opp News on November 30th.

As most of you know, I've wanted to get back into reporting for a while. I've always thought about being Lois Lane at some newspaper somewhere. I know I'll never win a Pulitzer for anything I write, but writing about people who change lives makes it worth the effort. No matter if only 10 people read this blog or if it's 100, I know my words stand for something.

This decision to get back into writing for a newspaper has been weighing on me for some time. Now, I have the opportunity to do it and it's a little scary. I have faith in my abilities as a wordsmith, but I'm also a worrier. But I prayed about putting in my resume and portfolio and asked God to take care of the situation. It's amazing how God works. He helps us when we need it the most and this job is something I've needed for a while now.

I will be working for a once a week publication and getting 40 hours maximum a week. Benefits, which I've wanted and needed for a while now, will be available in 90 days as well as a 401K plan. I'm looking at being able to have a normal 8-5 job that will let me have more time with my friends and family. And with this schedule, I'll be able to attend church on Wednesday nights and take more trips to Pensacola and other places.

I'm excited and nervous about this big change in my life, but with the support of my wonderful friends and family, I know I'm going to make it. I don't want my life to be full of what ifs. And I want to finish my novels and short stories in the next few months.

I know this next journey in my life is going to leave me with more memories than I can count. I only hope happiness comes with this journey and that my writer's muse continues to give me inspiration through this transition.

Keep me in your thoughts and prayers. I know I have several of you in my prayers and always in my thoughts. I want to ask all of you to pray for Carrie Smith Fore's baby girl, Ella Charles. Visit her blog here to find out the story and how they are doing along the road God has led them. Also, I ask you to pray for my cousins, Mary Ann Knox and her brother Jonathan Grimes. As some of you know, Mary Ann is my best friend as well as my cousin. She's going through a pretty nasty divorce right now, but is making it through with the support of her family and some friends she's made in Lakeland, Florida. She has an almost two-year-old daughter, Ally and Ally is going through not having a father figure in her life. Pray all of this ends well for them and that they can move closer to home when it's over. Jonathan lives in Pensacola and we are just as close as I am with his sister. He's one of my best friends even though he's always been like a little brother to me. He's having thyroid problems, which result in migraines, so we are praying that the doctors can get that under control soon. He's had several other health issues, so we are praying that this won't develop into something more serious.

I love and cherish all of you and each uplifting comment that you make on this blog. I hope all of you are doing well. Take care and I hope to keep this blog more updated in the days and weeks ahead.

Faith can be enlightening

Sometimes when the world comes tumbling down around you, you just have to go back to your child hood and have the blind faith of a child again. I'm talking about that faith and trust that our parents instilled within us - the kind that made us so innocent. Of course, having this blind fath and trust doesn't mean everything will automatically be flowers and candy. If we're at rock bottom, our faith tells us there's nowhere to go but up. Come what may, things will get better no matter how low we feel.

One thing I've learned is that change is constant. No matter if the change is good or bad, there's something going on in our busy lives. We may not always see or feel these changes, but they are there, pushing us onward.

These changes mold us into the people we are, no matter what age we are. Our friends, our co-workers, our family all mold and shape us in ways we can never fully understand. And when we lose faith and trust, we never see the faults within us - we place the blame elsewhere even when it's on us.

For those of us who have been hurt or been through loss, we start to wonder if we should put our faith in anything again. God doesn't always answer our prayers like we want Him to, but He does answer them based on our faith and strength in Him. Maybe our faith wavers in the bad times - or maybe it's stronger. And maybe we forget to have faith during the good times. But God forgives us when we doubt him.

We have to remember that even a small amount of faith can move mountains. As long as our faith is there, we can get through the hardships we have to face. And we can smile with joy in our hearts through the mountaintops God has blessed us with. Our trials, our mountains are there to help us be strong and once we make it to the top and start down the other side, we are able to enjoy the beauty that is God.

At the end of the journey, God always welcomes us home. He tells us "come to me all you who are heavy and laden and I will give you rest." He never fails us. He carries us when we think we can't go any more. He gives us the wonderful people in our lives who stand by us and offer us comfort and support. Without all the blessing of life that we are given each day, we would never wake up, breathe, walk, talk or feel. Even through our darkest hours, we have to have faith we'll make it through the storms of life.

I know faith isn't something we think about or talk about very often. We think more about love or trust, but when it comes down to it all three are connected. I know there are a handful of people I absolutely trust with my life. But those I do trust, are the most important people in my life. I might not always say I love them, but I hope they know I always will.

I think we get so busy that we forget those lessons our parents taught us about faith. That faith is a wonderful thing even in the worst of times. Faith, hope and love keep us balanced - one without the other in any form for ourselves, we lose out on having these for other people in our lives.

I know every time I lost someone - my father, my mother, my aunt, my uncle and even cousins - that my faith would waver. Like everyone else, I'd wonder why. Why couldn't there be a miracle for any one of them to still be here. But now, looking back, they were all miracles in my life. I was the miracle child for my parents. My mom was my best friend and example. Sure, her faith wavered, just as mine has done. She lost two husbands and had a child to raise alone. But she always showed me her faith in God was secure. My Uncle Clyde was always at church every time the doors were open. His faith and dedication in the Lord showed me so much though he lost both of his sisters. He pushed onward and looked after me as much as I looked after him. My Aunt Gloria was the same. Her faith knew no bounds.

I've seen people lose faith completely after losing a loved one. I've seen their faith increase during a battle with a serious illness. I've seen how families grow closer together after a loss and I've seen families torn apart. It's all about how they deal with the loss. Those with faith know they can make it through. I know for me it was the support from my family and friends and my faith in the knowledge that I will see my parents, aunt and uncle again that got me through the grief. Grief is overwhelming. It's possibly the hardest emotion to bear - even your body knows your heart and soul are being torn from the loss. The emptiness and numbness last for a long time and you are forever changed.

Though we know we can't live forever on this earth, each loss touches us. Death is final - but if we believe in God, it's only final for this earth. We may not fully understand what lies ahead after we leave this earth, but we know through our blind faith that it's better than all the toll and strife of this moral life.

Health update - a little late

I feel like I've started to climb a mountain and I'm halfway to the top. What I mean by this is that in four months, I've lost 30 pounds and with the help of the diabetic pills, my sugar is now down to 127.

I know I've only just begun this journey, but I am very happy that I've lost weight slowly and safely and have gotten my diabetes under control. With prayers and a little luck, I'm hoping to be down to a size 18 or 16 (like I was in high school) by the time January rolls around. My next visit to see Doctor Smith is in January and I want to drop at least 30 more pounds. I'm being realistic and not saying 60 or even 50. But of course either of those would be great too. In 3 months I dropped another 17 pounds since I first blogged about being diabetic. That's not as grad as the 13 pounds I lost in the month after I was diagnosed, but I'm still very proud of myself. My doctor was also impressed so I keep doing what I've been doing since March. I watch my carb intake, I take my pill daily (when I remember), I try to get enough sleep, I drink either water or diet soda and I try to cook at home more.

The only bad news from my visit (at the beginning of the month) is that I have tendonitis in my elbow, which makes my entire right arm hurt from my neck down to my knuckles. I bought a brace for my wrist some time ago so I have it and a brace for tennis elbow. She told me that I needed a massage for my shoulder since it's so tense or a portable one if I can find one. My job stresses me out sometimes and so does life in general, but I need to learn to let go sometimes. I bought some Epsom salt to soak my elbow, though I've only done it once. It still aches, but as long as I do work where I have to move my elbow and wrist often, I don't think it will get any better. I try to rest it at night when I get home when I get home from work and if it aches or shoots a sharp pain, I try to work it out.

Since I last wrote, I had my 29th birthday and I spent half of it in Pensacola with my cousin, Jonathan and the other half at work. It feels weird being this close to 30, which goes to prove that time flies when you aren't paying attention. It's not like when we were kids, so I guess I've gathered a little bit of patience along the way.

I'm still trying to finish my novel, but I always try to keep the creative juices flowing by writing everyday. I roleplay online with friends, so I write everyday. I write third person or first person when I make a journal entry for one of my characters. I sometimes want to take a break, but I always keep getting pulled back in. The games are fun - cool ideas with lots of people to write with. It's like writing a story with a partner - going back and forth, to and fro in your character's point of view. I love it - mainly because I get to be someone I'm not and I get to write out emotions and feelings that my character needs to express. But I think I love the interaction most of all because I get to be social online even if I hardly get the chance in real life.

I hope all of you are doing well. I've been really horrible about reading blogs lately. Hopefully work will get less hectic soon and I'll be able to catch up with all of you soon.

Health update

Okay guys. I went to the doctor today and got my report.

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Here we go. Last month, my sugar was at 303 and today it was to 136. Great! Still have to take the pills, but keep doing what I've been doing. I also lost 13lbs! This made me excited! Just think that much every month and I'll be down under 200 by the time I see the doctor again in 3 months. I showed my doctor the spot on my leg that I forgot about last time. She says it's psoriasis, but that it sometimes happens with diabetics. I've had this spot for about a year if not more. She gave me a prescription cream that I'm going to fill tomorrow with my diabetes pills. It bites having to wait to get paid to pay for these as I still don't have any insurance. My boss is aware that I'm diabetic but still she won't put me on insurance. I guess I'm not worth it. Ah well. New job or book published this year - that's another one of my goals.

I went to church tonight - since I had the night off, which was odd. I asked they pray for me since all of this is hard and I'm struggling with not going back to the way I was. But with everyone's prayers and my not wanting to be on insulin, I know I can do it!

I hope all of you are doing well. Happy Easter! Eat some Cadbury Eggs for me!