Today I participated in assisting my mother in putting the hundreds of Christmas tree ornaments we have on our tree and I think it looks beautiful. These ornaments trace the life my mother and father created together, representing their love and the lives of their children, me being the sweetest :) haha we all know that's not true, sister Brandy will always win in that category. But, I was glad to help because my mom always does it by herself and since she is easily pleased these days, the pleasure was all mine.

Then, later as I was cleaning up my room I got a phone call from a male friend of mine that is battling some severe depression issues. It hurts me so much to know that some people just cannot find happiness, cannot simply breathe and appreciate life. I believe he is an alcoholic and while the gene swam around in his family's pool, it landed in him and sunk right through to his soul. He doesn't want to live, doesn't feel he deserves life and the worst part is the fact that he really has hurt a lot of people throughout his life and suffering from guilt, he no longer can maintain. I have no means of help, nor does he want any and that almost leaves me depressed as well.