Standing in the corridor of life....................

[grrrldragon]

....sometimes (more lately, than not) I feel as though I were standing in the hallway of my life, waiting to be told which door to walk through next, only there's no voice telling me which door, or what direction to go in. Like being on the perverbial 'hold' button of life.

Kel.......if you're reading this, I can't ever tell you how much it meant to me to talk with you last night about something real. Thank you for spending some time with yer Mom. I love you.