I am hoping the D is over next week. At least then I know it is done, and I can move ahead.

I feel like I have been punched. I am sitting at my desk trying to control the tears so no one will see me crying as I leave. It is a losing battle.

Dear God, I just want my husband. What's wrong with that?

Why? I know there is no real answer to that question, but I want to scream at God Why? Why? Haven't I been through enough in my lifetime?

This is horrible. I feel like I have made a giant leap backwards.

Im still standin better than I ever did looking like a true survivor feeling like a little kid Im still standin after all this time and Im picking up the pieces of my life without you on my mind..