Tonight, at 11:43, Jan 28, 2008, My wife died from a failed liver. Along with many other problem, including loss of weight from not eating, pancreatis illness issues, hearth and lung, it was a matter of time. We both knew this.

She was my best and only friend I had. I am going to feel soooooo lonely from this point forward. Here I am in Memphis, now all alone.

I did my best to stop her from the drinking, but me being gone all day, she too got lonely and I guess the Tortilla was the only friend she had then. It finally caught up to her.

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I held her hand in the last moments, and felt the last pulse of her heart. Things like that make one thing about themselves and the thing they do.

My world has been shattered and will never be the same again. I will be alright, but the next few weeks are going to be rough.

I and my cat (Tiger) keep looking over at the chair expecting to she Angela sitting there, but never more.

Thank to all.

Greg

(Please, no thread drift.)