"zorb, a gentle slope and a willing participant (called a zorbonaut) are all that's needed to start zorbing. Once the journey is underway, a zorbonaut feels a strange sensation of weightlessness and sees a view of blue sky, followed by green grass, followed by blue sky, and so on."

Well who could resist that! Have you tried it Lara? Mr.Alffe and I love rollercoasters and I have a picture on my fridge to prove it!

Thank you for this lovely thread. Somehow I have such an inflated ego that I don't get the fact that it's ok for me to hurt, struggle and then share it here...I am fond of saying that "talk" is my thing but then I don't want to apply it to me.

In Bible study they passed out these elastic wrist bands to remind yourself not to complain....and when you complain you have to move it to your other wrist...my purple band has already done much "traveling".

I haven't been sleeping and have a racing mind...I'm still angry at Michael for killing himself and suprised at how weepy I am after all these years!!! And to blame a newborn baby for my unresolved grief is just plain ludicrous!! But I seem to be stuck with this for the time being.

Michaels' birthday is a week from today and I always post him a birthday thread here...I may have to tell him how angry I am at him...but then he probably already knows.

This is a long windy way to say how much you all mean to me and thank you again for your support over the years. I'll get better...I promise! I told Lara that I don't want to be a horrible example...