I stumble, I fall, I get back up...it is not easy, but it's the only way. I wonder daily how I could love so much, and for the other, it seems only to be a thing of the past. How can that be? How does one person put aside the love, while the other has built their life and future on it? I wish I could understand this...perhaps I never will. It's not that I am not at peace...peace is all around me and I learn daily to accept life as it it... Yet still, I wonder where the love went for him, when mine remains as true--truer--than it ever was. So strange...

Still, today was a good day. The weather was perfect, I took a long walk, managed to get some work done, took some new bookings, finished up the closing on the house, went for acupuncture. Now I'm just waiting for guests, who are later than I would wish, but hopefully will be here soon. Tomorrow will be a new day, a full day, and we'll lose an hour, which means Sunday will be hard. But all will be well, as well as it can be. Life is so strange; peace, but not happiness... I hold to peace, for now...

Hi Kate,

Hang in there.

Rob