--- I just had a really good and reaffirming PM exchange with Ft tklr007,.... I had unnecessarily insulted him in a thread, and I wrote to apologize. He very graciously accepted my apology. For that I am thankful.
--- I wish that had been the only untoward remark I've made this week in the TMF,.. but it is not. Fact is, I've raged all around,..... and I owe the group an apology and an explanation.
--- Susan,.. my wife of eight years,.. I've written a few stories about her in this forum,.....passed away recently. She was a complete angel. I think I've been in a variety of forms of shock since then. Funny how this works. People aren't supposed to die when they're fifty years old. For the first couple of weeks, I numbed myself with scotch,.. I couldn't stand people putting their arms around me and asking "if there's anything they can do,...." Jeez.
--- In what must be the craziest thing I've ever done, I went on a binge of writing up old stories,...... the Linda, Dory and Peggy stories,... and I had a good time doing it. Took my mind off things when I wasn't in the office. I think I wanted to make sure those stories got told,.... just in case.
--- Time goes by,..... and then it hits you. The first few weeks are easy. I dream,...... Susan and I are cooking in our house on the Bay,... making great dinners,.... watching old movies on cable,.... holding each other,... and then it's morning and I wake up and realize that I'm still in this world,... not the one of my dreams. Yesterday was Susan's birthday.
--- For anyone whom I've offended with my rage and insults and just plain bad behavior, I am sincerely sorry. I just went into a generalized rage over what I saw as the tragic unfairness of it all. I know plenty of people have it worse than me.
--- I wish that had been the only untoward remark I've made this week in the TMF,.. but it is not. Fact is, I've raged all around,..... and I owe the group an apology and an explanation.
--- Susan,.. my wife of eight years,.. I've written a few stories about her in this forum,.....passed away recently. She was a complete angel. I think I've been in a variety of forms of shock since then. Funny how this works. People aren't supposed to die when they're fifty years old. For the first couple of weeks, I numbed myself with scotch,.. I couldn't stand people putting their arms around me and asking "if there's anything they can do,...." Jeez.
--- In what must be the craziest thing I've ever done, I went on a binge of writing up old stories,...... the Linda, Dory and Peggy stories,... and I had a good time doing it. Took my mind off things when I wasn't in the office. I think I wanted to make sure those stories got told,.... just in case.
--- Time goes by,..... and then it hits you. The first few weeks are easy. I dream,...... Susan and I are cooking in our house on the Bay,... making great dinners,.... watching old movies on cable,.... holding each other,... and then it's morning and I wake up and realize that I'm still in this world,... not the one of my dreams. Yesterday was Susan's birthday.
--- For anyone whom I've offended with my rage and insults and just plain bad behavior, I am sincerely sorry. I just went into a generalized rage over what I saw as the tragic unfairness of it all. I know plenty of people have it worse than me.
