Hey Lodo, Isn't it amazing how we can find strength and try to help others while we can feel so weak and get so down on ourselves? I have to keep repeating to myself, "You can go on. You can get through this. You may be close to reconciling and not even realize it. If not, then making myself a better person all around." I keep thinking of the story of the blind swimmer who wanted to swim the English Channel years and years ago. She prepared for the swim and had family members follow closely in a small boat next to her to help navigate before modern technology. The weather was terrible and foggy and she swam for hours and felt like it would not end. Her family informed her that could not see far enough to see land and were unsure of where they were. She gave up and later found out that she was only a few miles from her destination. Don't remember where I read this story, but I always think of it when I am in my fog.
Me 47, WW 38 SS18, D15, D10
Good Bye Girl. No longer SAYING she's moving out. GBG moved out 8-1-08
"I have now decided to enjoy life instead of figure it out."