I spent 2 hour sitting in my car crying last night. I waited until my mother was asleep before I did so. She was in a lot of pain yesterday. Every time she gets sick it worries me. I always think back to the day I found out I was positive. she sat on the floor with me as I cried and told me that I never had to worry about anything as long as she was ok because she and I had the same thing and she tole me that hers was a little bit worse then mines so if anything bad was going to happen to me it would happen to her first. I’m sure that every thing that happens to her wont happen to me and every thing that happens to me wont happen to her but seeing her sick always brings up that conversation.

I’m thankful for the doctors and God because we have both been relatively healthy. Her words and courage have bought me through many hard times and I try my hardest to always be there for her so together I feel like we have beat the odds.