One email is all it takes...

The strangest and nicest thing happened. I guess people do read my blogs. I was sent an email from a very nice person from the Philippines, and as much as I want to share what she wrote, unless I get her permission I will keep it to myself. But I thank her with all my heart for her words. It is making the day easier to do. I did realize something...children when they are young have a natural instinct build within them...and they know who the good people are and the ones who aren't. Jess and her friend came over yesterday to get me back on my feet and get organized...her daughter was attached to my hip for most of the time, and from what I have been told, she is not like that at all...even my 4 cats are the same...and we all know animals are the best for knowing who is nice and who is not. But even though I know we will never ever be a family again, the one thing that still tears me apart in side is one thing...and it was something my dad told me as I was growing up and when we argued...he said "Never go to sleep angry, because you may never get a chance to say sorry, or I love you" That would live with you for the rest of your life....and life is just way too short. So we never did. Why is my heart so big? Why do I care so much? Is it normal? Is it wrong? Even though I am about to turn 30, I feel like a new born to the world....everything is new and understanding it is hard.