Well, I'm back.  I've been back, but haven't posted because I have been very busy catching up with my life as I know it.

Thanks so much for all the well wishes and cards and things like that.  They really do make a big difference.

Since she was sick for so long, I thought I was prepared.  I had several good converstations with her.  I sat by her side and held her hand and told her that I loved her.  I cried everytime I left her side.  I thought I was ready.

I was not ready.  I'm not ready now.  I want her to call me Timmy-boy.  I want to hear her sing again.  I want to see her dance.

But I can't.  And I wasn't ready for that.  It's so final, at least in this lifetime.

She believed very much in the afterlife.  She knew that she was going to get to see her husband and son and brothers and sisters and mother and father.  And I think she can.  She can also walk unassisted again and dance and sing and smile and make the afterlife as much fun as she made this life.

And everytime I see something that reminds me of her (and there are a lot of things that remind me of her) I know that is her telling me that she loves me.

I love you GG.  See you later.

i just wanted to send some love your way, tim. may you heal soon, and hold GG in your memory.