so...how's it goin? what can i say... things are not as well as they may seem. all of the bad stuff is hiding just under the surface. it's like a pimple waiting to errupt all over your face and hinder your beauty. no one wants to see it. so they try to hide it. sort of like popping it and waiting for a scar to appear. and what a horrible scar it will be. we can not heal. these wounds will keep bleeding. and you can not put pressure on it.

and the boy is leaving Thursday morning. he is off to fight a war we could only watch on television. sometimes...i worry. the big indian in the next room(mike)is leaving, too. God help them all.

the Mama-Si...*sigh*

Josh, when you read this...smile for me. Just because.