Dotto..the years are not forgotten...just shoved deep down somewhere they don't want to or can't see. I really need to believe and I hope a part of you does too..that our h have not forgotten all the good years...we have to remind ourselves they are on some long lost journey that we don't know when or where it will end. But don't give up all the memories..and his son, as my kids, are a gift that we share together and a d or seperation..whatever..can not take that away from us.
I feel like my life is so horrible at times..at work yesterday one of our new judges who was just appointed circuit judge and has to run in the election in the spring, found out that her husband has pancreatic and liver cancer.she was just telling me last week that after this election they were all going to an island to recoupe..in a few days time, it is very possible he won't even make it to Labor day..their son in in Iraq and they have been able to get him on the way home..and I think I have problems.
