Yes life does change, fragile lives become less fragile, sometimes the harsh even become more harsh.....change just when we think we understand it, change even changes itself, evolves, into who we are this present moment..

Presently I am looking out at the beach, and as ugly as it appears in my mind, I am regarding my time here as a way to get know myself better, myself, and the folks at PC, who have been with me here, helping me, listening, without judgement, just love

I am sorry your son uttered words that made you uncomfortable, you are such a light to me, when I wake up, I go to the computer, to see what Muffy wrote, who you help, how your present day is.

If anyone of us finds ourselves in a dismal situation, let us not be afraid to open up and write about it here, really share, as we would IRL.

PC IS here with me, having a picnic on the beach, taking what loneliness I feel and not judging or telling me I should not feel that way, but listening, my tears are steady with the tides, probably always will be, yet PC will always be here, that includes you Muffy, helping, listening, having picnics on the beach. The beach seems to go on forever, sometimes it seems life does too, yet we are not immortal, but our writings here at psychcentral will be alive for all to read, a document of our lives.........................