Thank you Deb for asking. I wish I could say it was much better, but not really. I miss her more than ever. I pick roses for her first thing everyday. I touch her things and look at her at her pictures. I do try to keep busy. I stay in touch with our families and friends. I volunteer for mission work. I'm just not happy. It seems nothing can make me happy.  I see her everywhere.  I miss and love her so much. It still doesn't seem real. After a little more than 7 months, it just doesn't seem real. Don't get me wrong. Even though I'm very sad and cry a lot, thinking of her, touching her things, and even talking to her, gives me some comfort. I wish I would have shown more how much I loved and needed her before. Thanks again Deb. You are kind. Danny