I thought I could recognize the troughs and highs after 8 months, and ride with them a little better. But today I'm at the bottom of the pit. One step forward, two steps back. I have no idea why. Cancel that - have some idea why. This month is when Joe was diagnosed, and the beginning of our year from hell, and the end of hope. And as this weekend is a hint of spring, I'm almost not wanting it, as to me it means i can't be a hermit in my house. Do I sound like a loser, or what?? I'm working 60 hours a week, and talk to many people - customers/friends every day, so that's good. Now I sound schizo! I hope I'm making some kind of sense here - I feel the bad feelings, yet I know I'm also experiencing the good. I'm just feeling -- I don't know, down and sad right now. Marsha
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