I'm glad you were able to kick that emotional duo's ass because I love you and that will never change. You have stuck it out with me when things were at its worst, and for that if not everything else you will always have my heart. I love you, there is no other woman for me. I hope I have proven that much to you and if you don't realize now, but in time you are the woman that I need and want.

As I go about my daily routine here on WDC. I come across your blog that I tend to leave a comment here and there. It is only fitting that if you do indeed start a new blog it should be something like "A Phoenix Rising" or something to that effect symbolizing the blog you once had gone and a new one rising to be twice as better than this one. I even took the time to look for a pic haha. Anyways, that's my suggestion. Although I already have another blog on here lol Catch ya later friend.

I hope you feel better soon.

I have the number it's 1-800- darn I forgot the rest. lol Good luck

Hey it's not the holidays until you need an elves number...I hear it's a private call...

Not making 50 is less a setback than making 30 is an achievement and you're probably right to be pleased with what you've accomplished. I don't know if you've taken that much on before but if this was the first then you've discovered the level of discipline it will take to go forward with "exorcising" that other ton of stories. (I love the way you used that term) Anyway, if you have that many seeds....write on and scatter those demons.

You just have to keep writing let that internal editer rest until after NaNo is over and I know it's going to be a pain to do but give it a try you'll find it works. Now, if only I can listen to my own words lol. Good luck writing.

I'm so sorry for your loss. It has to seem impossible to understand and comprehend right now. I wish you and your family comfort in this difficult time.

The passing of a loved one is never easy. I'll pray for your family in this rough time and wish you all the best for the future. I'm always here if you ever need someone to talk to.

I saw that one today too, at work. I had hoped not to laugh, really, but then there were those "piles and piles of black friends," and I had to picture this guy with a biiiig shovel, heaping a few more into the corner. . .

Sad and screwy as the whole thing is, it wouldn't have ever made the news when I was a kid. There's some satisfaction in that.