There have been days when I don’t understand why I live and what I exist for. There are those days when things don’t turn right; everything seems topsy-turvy, and I get angry with myself and with everything around me. It’s these times I’m forced to look reality in the face, when I see the beautiful innocent faces of my two little cuddly huggable, kissable angels, I see promises in their little faces; in those beautiful eyes of love and know that there’s a hand at work inspiring me to say Yes, this hell is worth living now.