Ok, so the year came without any new fanfare.  Just the usual... births... deaths...life and such.  I need to stop reading the news on the net.  Horrible things going on out there.  But it's like a bad wreck... hard to look away.  Instead I read and lay awake at night thinking about how awful some people can be.  It does make me appreciate what I have.  I usually like to think I'm fairly "worldly," but other times I feel quite sheltered.

Widowhood becomes me.  Have been for 5 years and my life just keeps getting better as I go along.  Sometimes people ask if I had anything to do with his death.  I answer, "I like to think so!... it's proof that God answers prayer!"  If asking for something and getting it makes me responsible, then I wear it proudly.  Because he is gone, I walk and breath.  Because he is gone, there are others that walk and breath.  Freaking homicidal maniac needed to be taken out.  Ok if he did it himself.  I'm ok with that.  All that matters is he's gone and I'm finally ok.

I have decided to blog the story I wrote about "him" last year.  I'll post it seperately...
KmB