I don't know what's happening. It has been 3+ years since my friend died. We shared a home for over 10 years. Both of our parents had died and our sibblings were gone also. We were the only family that either of us had. After she died I went right back to work. Really iwent back to over work. Last December I went to Kenya for 4 months; when I came back I was not working. I started having dreams about Judy. She would go somewhere and I couldn't find her. I would wake up in a panic. After I started telling people aobut this the dereams stopped. Yesterday was so horrible. I had dto go to the Dr., get the car fixed, call a plumber and just everything. This morning I got up to go to church and realized that yesterday was Judy's birthday. I started crying that's all I want to do. I should be over this by now, and here I am crying. I wanted to live alone after she died, but just this week I have been thinking that it would be nice to have someone to share things with. Yet, here I am crying so that I can't do anything today. What wrong with me. Mary
