3-22-92

Well, today, as well as the past few days, is kinda weird. Bonnie J. had to go to the hospital Friday night. We thought it was her appendix, but it wasn’t. Thank God! I’m pretty sure I would’ve pulled al of my hair out if she would’ve needed to have surgery.  I don’t want anybody cutting on my baby!  I guess maybe it’s the medicine, or just the fact that she feels bad, but it’s almost like she doesn’t want me here.  If that’s what it is, I wish she would tell me.  Even if that’s not what it is, I just want to know what’s up. I’m used to her talking all the time, and she’s been really quiet lately. That’s what makes me think something is wrong, as well as the fact that just about every time I touch her, she pulls away. That’s fine, but I just wanna know why. Well, I still love her more than anything, and I always will. Good night, sweetheart.  See you in my dreams.  I love you.

Kiss Kiss.
(since I can’t draw lips)