Here because a long lost friend told me this is the place to tell 'your story'.... I am 44, and a widower. I don't want to let this define my life, but I will allow it to define what I write here. You may see a recurring theme in some of what I write... but I promise that it is not all I think about... I think about other things, too... it's just that I have ONE thing that seems to consume my heart..... 2015 update - while the age has changed, and not for the better... much of what is here has the advantage of time imposed upon it. Many won't appreciate my perspective.. but it's real.