The people here in Arizona (doesn't matter what area) are extremely kind. The people at The Center bend over backwards to make your stay as comfortable as possible. The people at the Homewood Suites treat you like the favorites in the family. So why do I cry everyday? Why is Christopher difficult to handle most of the day? Why are all the things that would make my day just a little bit easier not easy? And why am I the one that's a wreck and not Ben? I'm not the one with cancer, but I feel like I'm the sick one.
I wish we didn't have to go through any of this. I was hoping that after a hard time trying to bring a child into our lives that we would be able to just have this time to learn to be parents and not everything else. It's already difficult learning to be a parent and we have already had a pretty rough few years, so I thought Heavenly Father was finally going to give us a break, but I was wrong. I'm mad. I'm frustrated and I feel alone.