January 16, 1994
Dear Journal,

Today is my 42nd birthday.  My oldest and dearest friend, Lawana is throwing a little birthday party for me.  I am so depressed all I really want to do is sleep and sleep...and sleep....

I have gained 60 pounds in the last 3 months.  This lupus is kicking my behind!  The doctor's have me taking large doses of Prednisone.  They keep telling me if I don't take it for now I will die.  I choose to live. I look in the mirror and don't recognize myself.  Every bone, every joint, every feature on my face...it's like I am not me anymore.  I feel soo insecure.  This medicine puts so much weight on me.  My self-esteem is at an all time low.  Something has to give....

Al and I had a long talk on New Year's Eve.  We decided to seperate.  I knew it was coming, but it still hurts anyway.  How do you go from being daughter, sister, wife, mother to being alone?  I have known this man over half my life.  Am I so insecure I can't make it alone?  I have been someone's wife since I was 17 years old.  The kids are grown now, the house is empty.  I have to find out who I am, find my space, find my piece of the pie....find my peace of mind......

I know it doesn't have to be like this.  I know there is something out there that will make me feel better about myself.  I know God is good.  I know I am happy to be alive...so why do I feel sooo sad???  I guess I better put on my happy face, it's time to go to the party.

....just me...daez
P.S. Lawana cooked a wonderful dinner.  She gave me a beautiful study bible.  Thank you God for letting me live another day....Amen
my birthday party...1994  hair bonded