I wonder if everyone in the room knows how much I appreciate all the advice about the poison ivy.

I wonder if everyone knows that I waited waaay too long and now it’s in the yucky stage (can’t think of a better word).

I wonder if it's stopped spreading and will the itching ever stop.

I wonder if Julie knows that I'm sending all the hugs and prayers her way that I can muster up.

I wonder if Alffe know that I’m sincere when I send these {{{{{Hugs}}}}}

I wonder if Alffe knows that God chose to take my mom home way too early. My mom was more than a mom, she was my friend. I don’t have too many friends but I had my mom and that was all I needed. We went to malls and shopped, we went to movies, and did “girl” things. The day she died we spent the day shopping and getting our nails done. I didn’t need girfriends, I had mom.

I wonder if everyone wonders why I post here. When I lost my mom, I lost my will to live. I lost my friend.

I wonder if I’ll sleep tonight. The lion sleeps tonight…maybe I’ll roar.

I wonder if I’ll ever be able to fill out this stupid mood journal.

I wonder if I’m wondering too much.

I wonder if “Me” is still in there and wants to come out and play.

I wonder if the monkey has any chocolate. These steroids are making me crave some strange things.