I haven't written for awhile. I have been so busy. I have become pretty good friends with Marty's organ recipients. They are really nice people. I can't believe it is going to be a year this month since Marty passed away. I started out saying he passed away measured in days then in months now I guess it starts years. Sometimes I still can't believe it happened and I am waiting to wake up from this crazy dream. I have two grandchildren on the way and feel sad Marty will never see them and they will never know what a good granddad they had. I thought 44 was to young to be a widow and it is way to young to be a grandmom. I am excited to have life in my life again. I am finding out how fast people forget about how my life was and how it is now. I guess time heals alot quicker when you are not the one dealing with the situation. Gotta run, boating tomorrow for the fourth of July...