Once again, I apologize to the few of you reading this entry and those who have not left this poor excuse for an update…

This time, I have an excuse… On November 2, 2003, my mother died after a lengthy off and on battle with breast cancer. She was a sweet and wonderful woman who did not deserve the hand she was dealt. Always loyal, loving, and compassionate, Mom spent her life helping her students in school, helping my brother and I, as well as tending to her gardens.

I wish I had more to say about the situation; it would probably be good therapy. I just have a hard time sharing my emotions, good and bad, with the general populace. I’m just so used to having to keep my composure at work and in public. I am sad that she is gone; she was my personal hero. At the same time, I am relieved that she no longer has to endure the pain to which she had been subjected to over not only the last few years but particularly the last few months.

I just want to cry, but I am writing this at school and do not want to have any further questions asked for fear of bursting out in tears. There is just a huge whole in my life that I know can never be filled again. Over time, it may become easier to deal with, but life will never be exactly as it was just
a few short weeks ago.