I started to stop caring when my husband Bill died. He was only 37 and died of a sudden heart attack while at the Lake with the young boy he was mentoring. I was not with them so it was a complete shock to hear this state trooper say on the phone that my husband was dead. We had just celibrated our 3rd anniversery. A year or so later my Dad was diganosed with lung cancer. He had been a heavy smoker so even though I supported him in his fight, in my heart I know that this was going the take him. A year and half later it did. This was in January in March of the same year we lost my Mom do to complecation from diabetice. While all this is very current it does not touch the real heart of the matter. I think all this started with the dead of my son Matthew.
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