Well, my friend died yesterday. Oh what a road they had to travel to get there. I on the other hand am feeling like a volcano ready to boil & explode. My son is not doing well. He is finally crying for his dad. It took seven months. But he has begun to cry. I know he is strong. But I feel so helpless. He worries a lot about the people around him. He ask questions about his dad. Like when they meet in heaven will he recognize him. Will he see him or is heaven to crowded. Oh he gets so deep in questions. He wants to know about all this stuff how people get sick. How do you explain that one. My whole world is empty. I miss my husband. I feel so alone. I know that is normal. But will I ever be content with the situation. well I just needed to vent. be back in a few.