Hi Celtic, it was just tough to read his determination and confidence in surviving...knowing how the story ends.

But I keep hearing him tell me "it's over, I'm okay now", so I had my little cry, stored the letter away in the little memory box I made for him (over the years I've made up a memory box for my Dad, Mom, aunt and now Gary) and am moving on. I've decided to clean up my old computer (not that old really, but Gary gave us a beautiful new one last Christmas) and give it to a local woman's shelter. So that will keep me busy and out of trouble for a few days!

This morning I upped my dosage of 5-HTP to 50mg...I had planned to do it earlier, but wanted to be close to home when I did, in case I get high-wired like some other people have experience. I'll let y'all know how it goes.