I guess I don't understand how some people think, and that is the biggest struggle for me. I am analytical by nature, and not understanding all of this has been the worst part of moving on... But to just walk away, with no warning, with no fighting, with no idea, just shocks me. I just didn't know that he was that far gone. Life was not perfect. But it was far from horrible. At least in my mind. I guess we just didn't think alike.
I'm with you on all counts, kid.
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
