01-25-04,--------------------------------------------------------------------------------
I am coping better than 18 months ago.
He's still dead, I am still here.
His end was not mine.
I have grudgingly, stubbornly continued living with sorrow,intense
pain of loss, and lack of understanding pertaining to the rules of our universe.
All the while kicking and screaming whilst perpetual motion thrusts me into this life I am still living.
I know so much more than I did a year and a half ago.
Lessons slapped in my face , by unknown agents of change .
I now know that I can survive without him.
I am forged of materials unknown to me prewiddowhood.
