I live in world of one day at a time. Sometimes I feel good about it and sometimes I feel like the world is falling out from under me. My husband decided it was time to leave me on August 8, 2011. Except he left with no answers, no clues to why and no goodbyes. I really haven't told alot of people how my feelings are so mixed about the whole situation. I fight each day to start with smile. Sometimes it works, most of the time it doesn't. My biggest question in my mind is why. What did I do? I hurt everyday of my life for the pain he must have been in and didn't even see it. How do you continue to fight? Knowing his pain in his heart and soul was so deep that he felt he could and did leave us in such a way. It left so many scars on my family and I try so hard to keep them together. But it just doesn't work. So all I know to ask is does anyone know what next?