It's funny how not much changes in a month. The car is back to normal, thank God, but I've still got the terrible chest pains. Last night they were so bad I could hardly stand it. Naturally this concerned my Mom, and she started in on her yearly, "you need to get more exercise" routine. That's easier said than done when you've got FM and CFS/ME.

I opened the door this morning to the smell of smoke in the air. I knew this was not going to be a good day for my Mom. Her asthma has been bad as it is. Just what she needs now is smoke filled air to breath. As I opened the newspaper I see where the smoke is coming from. Wildfires near and around us. Wonderful. Actually, I'm amazed there aren't more fires raging. We're smack dab in one of the worst droughts we've had in years. Everything that isn't already dead is dying.

I've spent the last hour going through old photo albums. It's amazing how you can see your life fly by in pictures. Dean has been sending me pics of himself when he was a little boy...he was so cute. So I thought he might be interested in me as a child. Of all the ones I found, I think my favorite photo is the one of me and Mickey Mouse at Disneyland in California. I was seven years old, and that had been my childhood dream, to see Disneyland. (lol)

Finding Dean has been one of the highlights of my life. The more I get to know him, the more I like him. I'm still amazed at how much we have in common, and how similar our childhoods were. We talk every night on the phone, for hours. Both of us hating to hang-up and go to bed. I keep hoping someday....soon....we can meet in person. At first I was scared the magic might not be there when we actually meet, but as time goes on that is less of a concern to me. He's quickly becoming my whole life, and I'm so happy to have him in my life.