Wow

Well, a lot has happened since my last post. I think i left off talking about how i hated to leave my friends. It's been about a week and a half. the pain is no longer so prominant, and i am begining to rebuild my life. Things in our new home are going well. We now live with a hairy Swede who leaves razor clippings in the sink. His generosity has renewed my faith in men. I have always hoped that all men were not asses, but he is hard evidence. He supports all my ideas of what a man...a father should be. He loves to take care of us, and asks nothing in return. i'm too old for a father, but a friend would be nice. I do find myself being sad a lot. i miss everyone and everything. Every day it gets easier. I forget bits at a time, and eventually this will be my home. It almost is already. i feel safe a gain, and i can sleep.