Those who know me well also know that I have always hated April Fool's Day. Even as a kid. I hate jokes. I dislike Halloween too. I know it's weird. Actually,I'm not fond of the month of April either. 8 years ago I learned to hate it even more. My hubby was diagnosed with non Hodgkin's. It began what would be a two year treatment program. A very long two years. A year later to the day my Mother in law was diagnosed with breast cancer. Which began her year of treatments. We had a couple of years of crazy times in the Burg house. Did I mention that 15 years before all of that my Dad had his kidney removed with a 9 pound tumor attached to it? He died months later. His surgery was not on April 1st but still was in April. The exception of Tornado's birthday April has not been a very good month for us. I actually dread it every year. We always have a string of bad luck in April. Why am I bringing all of this up? I woke up this morning to the news that my Dad's sister died. Lung cancer. Ugh. I just want to craw back into bed and throw the covers over my head. Praying the rest of April gets better.
How many days until April is over?