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    Journal - Second Quarter 2002  

Minds, like parachutes, only function when they are open.       

April thru June 2002:

All entries are organized in reverse-chronological order so the newest entry is always at the
top. (If you're reading the journal for the first time, you might wish to start where I began
(the 3rd Quarter of 1999) and go to the bottom to begin reading.
 

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June 2002:

June 26, 2002:
First, thank you to all the wonderful people that sent me their sympathies on the passing of our cat, Rogue. We'll always miss her.

Most of this last year has brought some emotionally difficult times to me. I wanted to take a few minutes to let everybody know I am doing much better now, and am coping. Remember that old saying that whenever God closes a door, He opens a window? Well, that's been true for me this past week. A new friend just sort of "swooped down" into my life and changed my perspective entirely. He brought fun and laughter back into my days, and I am so grateful, though he's not the type to know the good he did for me at a time it was desparately needed.


June 12, 2002:
Well, this is the longest I have ever gone without an entry.

Several of you know that I have spent the last couple of months trying to help a friend and her family. She's been battling cancer and is losing that fight a bit more each day. And though it's selfish for me to place any of the ripples of this tragedy on my own existence, I can't fail to see it's had an effect on me.

My distance, both geographically (she lives in Chicago, so trips back and forth have become common of late) and emotionally, have shown their effects -- In the site here; in my "real life" job; and with my family.

I had not shed a tear... I'd been ever-so-strong... until tonight. I got in this afternoon to find one of our cats (a yellow tabby that's been with us the entire term of our marriage) to be near death. There's nothing to be done. She's more than 16 years old. Quite old for a cat. And I know her time is almost here, but I seem to have found this particular realization to be the proverbial "straw", and the sadness seems too profound to push away now.

I have some reviews to get typed up from last week's group meeting, so I've got to get it together.