Wow I can't believe I didn't continue this

But all good things have some dark shadows and mine came in abundance shortly thereafter.

We got moved in and shortly after, my Dad's brother became hospitalized with end of life problems.

When dad got home from his funeral almost 2 weeks later my husband of seven years had a massive

and died at age sixty.  The next year was long, sad, and anything but normal.  I stayed in Mom and

Dad's house for the next year.  We were trying to just get through the daily activities.  Then, as life

often does it took me in a new direction.

     I  had an old friend come back into my life.  We laughed, talked, ran errands together and soon

became inseparable.