Sunday, February 14, 2010

And I feel fine...

I do feel fine. Not great, not bad...but fine. There is a certain goodness to fine. A certain place where you can mourn your mom, your college friend, and your work buddy...all who died to soon...in Chattanooga, in Africa, and in Haiti...living a good life. I still miss them...but yet, I feel fine for having loved them and danced with them for a while.