Thank you, Michelle! I appreciate your comments. Sometimes I feel like I'm in a nightmare and can't wake up, other times I feel such despair that it is overwhelming. Sometimes I don't want to be here, but I know I have to be for other people in my life and because I believe I am here because it's not my time to go yet. I have good days where I don't feel the despair, and I have bad days where I still cannot believe she is gone and I wail and wail. The days in between, I cry a little bit maybe 4 or 5 times a day. I found out that the tears come when I least expect it at odd times and always, it seems, in public. When I'm alone at home, it doesn't always come like that.