Thanks, hm.
Yeah, it's good and necessary grief. I was real intrigued by my having tracked it down to its cause.

Oh, well. My first marriage was a way-too-young, wrong-person-for-all-the- wrong-reasons, marriage, so D was anticipated and a relief.

But this one? Well let's just say I'm 56 years old and until the bomb, a "broken heart" was just something I heard about in songs.

Gardener

"My soul, be satisfied with flowers,
With fruit, with weeds even; but gather them
In the one garden you may call your own."
Cyrano deBergerac