memories…..

Have been putting old entries in from my handwrittn journals – I’m towards the end of 1993 – when Aaron was born, and the subsequent depression and chaos that followed. I wanted to go back and read about Aaron’s birth. I realize that he and I never bonded but I guess that I needed to know why? We did I go wrong? Well, I KNOW what went wrong – but I also see that I fought for that child! I fought my depression so that I COULD be a good Mom.