Sometimes when life gives you lemons you can make lemonade ; but sometimes you don't have any sugar and all you can manage is a sour-ass glass of lemon juice. That has been my life for just under six months now.
The lemonade:Katie and Emmy(the greatest gifts ever given to me);A good job that I like(at least for the present);a certain someone(they know who they are); My two best friends, Lance and Scooter (One for being there when I needed him and the other because I know he will be there if I ever need his help)
The Lemon Juice: The fact that I see my children only once a week because of logistic problems(This just sucks, I'm missing them growing up);Ending up in the psych-ward(There was a woman there who was playing hop-scotch with Jesus);The way that my marriage broke up(I could have handled it better if it didn't go down like it did, all I ever wanted was the truth)
I like lemonade;but lemon juice just sucks. All I'm sayin' is next time maybe life could try giving me oranges or peaches or something.
