I'm the first to admit that I don't know much about the Health Care Reform Bill. But I am also the first to shout that we need a change in the U.S. health care system.
I've fought depression for nearly 15 years and HIV for only 3. Over the past 15 years, I have consistently taken my prescription anti-depressant medications. But after being diagnosed with HIV 3 years ago, something stopped me.
After my family doctor confirmed my pregnancy, he referred me to an OB/GYN. My husband and I were so excited. A mere three months after being married, we were pregnant!
I really do believe that my coworkers are afraid of the fact that I have HIV and do not want to eat any food I bring in.
I have been reminded of how short life can be and that we must appreciate each and every day.
You know, I love the holidays, I really do. But a part of me dreads them as well.
While I should be happy that the world acknowledges the day, I am a bit disappointed.
This time of year, we reflect on what we are thankful for in life. Some of the things I am thankful for include my family, my home and my job. But I am most thankful for my son.
Is this really what God intended for me? Apparently. Am I truly strong enough to handle this? Of course I am; I have to for my son.
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