I am pretty tired, my loves. I hope I have time to figure out how to believe in my right to keep living. I love you guys so much. I don't know that there is much left for me to accomplish on this Earth, but I do believe the grandbabies need grandparents, so I keep pushing myself to be here for them. And, for me. I don't want you to think at all that I don't want to be here because I do. I am just worn out But, I am not done. Who knows what the future holds? Maybe the best years are going to be in the third third part of my existence on this planet. I do not know.