Facebook shuffles your profile info. Shame on you, Facebook!

I have been reading a book about 101 miracles and have been feeling especially close to God these days. I do not regularly check my profile info, as I do not need to edit it. Yesterday, after seeing all the changes that facebook continues to make, I felt compelled to check my profile info.

Unfortunately, those who have looked at my profile info believe that in the About Me, I wrote: The Lord giveth Hahahahahahahahaha No, really. Jajajajajajajajaj. For my address, I'd written Hahahahahahahahaha No, really. Jajajajajajajajaj. And, in the About Me, I'd simply written, The Lord giveth, and nothing more. This was done deliberately, as my address was revised to a simple: hahahah

If I was a litigious person, I would consider filing a lawsuit, as it has conveyed me as a person who scoffs at the notion that The Lord giveth. I am slow to anger, but this is something that I will need to pray about and give it to the Lord.

If there is no wind, row. Latin Proverb

If someone had told me last year that 2011 was going to be one of the most challenging years of my life, I would not have believed them. After all, we are truly blessed. Our children and two grandchildren are all healthy and happy, and we enjoy all that one could wish for out of life. My husband is self-employed, and we golf to our heart's content. We are blessed in that we can pick up and go whenever we decide to travel, visiting our daughter Jennifer and son-in-law Chris, and spend time with our two granddaughters, Kylie Mae and Keira Ivy. Both of our children live in CA, and we are also blessed in that they live only about a half an hour away from each other, traffic permitting. So, after hosting Thanksgiving dinner at our home, we went to CA to spend Christmas with our kids. We were very excited that we were going to get to spend time with our son, Jack, as this would have been our first Christmas without him. And, we were especially excited to get to spend time with him and his Nerda. Andrea/Nerda recently posted one of her photos on facebook. It is titled "True Love", and it is a photo of our son with one of her many birthday presents to him: 27 varieties of cupcakes for his 27th birthday this year.

Upon returning from CA, as is unfortunately sometimes the case, I became clinically depressed, so January was a very tough time for me. In February, the day of the snow that caused rolling blackouts not only in Las Cruces, but also in El Paso, I became very ill, and was taken by ambulance for treatment of a manic episode. I have had bipolar disorder since it manifested on February 8, 1988, and prior to February of this year, had been hospitalized on ten different occasions. So, in twenty-three years, I was only hospitalized a total of ten times. Upon being released one week later, I once again was admitted on March 1st, suffering from another manic episode. Finally, in early April, I was admitted for the third time, and released on April 18. What in the world was happening to me, and how was I supposed to stay out of the hospital if at the beginning of each month, I kept returning? During that last hospitalization, a ray of hope. A card from my husband, "If there is no wind, row." Inside it said, I believe in you...