I lost my whole family 3 years ago. Not dead, just not speaking, and I think it's permanent. It nearly killed me. But I got tired of being lonely. I stepped out and took a chance. I re-met Brenda, who I was friends with years ago. She's not only my best friend, I am hers. She has her own reasons for being lonely. She taught me to have fun again. It takes GUTS to step out, and I had to take a LOT of time to get on my feet again. YOU DO MATTER, and maybe it's each of our responsibility to do the best we can with the life we are given. I am here for you. I do get it.