It was a bad year. Our twins were 2 years old; my wife had what I'd describe as a break-down, was recovering from that but was essentially suffering from depression. I was also suffering from depression. My mother was sick, there was work pressure then too. Our whole situation was shut down. She said then, as I suppose she's saying now that I had just "disappeared". In 2003, this wake-up call spurred me into action - got on anti-depressants, saw a therapist, etc.
