today is valentine day. i'm so upset, neither of my son's sent me a card. I know they are old enough to remember. Les and I saved every card we ever gave each other and all the ones from the kids. I can't look at them, its so painful. I can't even go to the cemetary, I went to sleep crying and woke up crying. I am so lonely. 'the volunteer job turned out to be the cleaning slave to a very messy unorganized women.I was going in 4 times a week but not on friday, monday morning what a mess. food and junk all over every flat surface.When she showed me the BACK ROOM I almost threw up. old used comodes shower chairs and things like that. I told her I would not be volunteering any more because of the lack of maintaining what I worked so hard to organize. I would come home and throw my clothes in the wash. The place was just soooooo dirty. anyway I do find writing things down helps but it still is so painful. I wish it would subside a little.
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