12-16-03,Who would have thought I'd lose my husband in such a
senseless act ?
Some days I just say " Stop this bus, I want to get off now ".
Somehow I am on the greyhound of doom it seems.
This just isn't right.
It just is.
And how do I live with that the rest of my days ?
What bargains must I make within myself to survive ?
Way too many.
Aargh.
