Pam grief is a lot like the ocean. It is deep and dark and scary. You can even get lost in the waves of it all, being continuously tossed back and forth. They say grief does end somewhere. There comes a point in time where you wake up and the pain isn't quite so hard to bear and the days come and go where not one tear was shed. I have days like that sometimes, and other days, like today, the tears fall like they are never ending. If Mark's death was a "normal" death maybe I wouldn't be so consumed by it all.

I'm glad you're feeling somewhat better today. Just keep looking for the prize, winning that contest