Day 3

Today I'm so grateful for my warm toasty blanket. My heart just aches for all those starving, homeless and struggling people out there. I think I was born with the mother T. gene because I just constantly have these desires to help people and it started a young age I'm told. It almost feels like a natural part of life like breathing, it really is hard to explain and it's kinda annoying having to hear " you're to nice, you smile too much" or people making a big fuss over the things I do. I don't feel like I'm being nice I'm just being . . . Anywho no picture for you today because I'm snug in bed under covers, and so so blessed.