Feel bad

Tonight didn’t go that well.

battling is hard

sometimes I don’t want to.

it’s so easy to tear down when what I am meant to do is build up.

I try to build up. Sometimes it seems I am the only one.

it can be lonely.

still I an happy knowing I can come home, have the company of my wife and see the world how it should be.

Good new thought. My brother’s family has grown.

Joel Paget was born 8pounds 8ounces. Full head of hair and long finger nails. (That’s gotta hurt!)

it was good to meet Joel today and hold him for a while. He has a very red face.

that make me not so lonely, not so tired, ready to build up again.

tomorrow will come all to soon I fear.