bad...good

Bad, thirty-four years ago today my father died of leukemia and I still miss him even though the vivid memories I have of him are as thin as shredded ribbons. Good I have this book coming out to benefit the LLS. Bad, to this day there are moments I'd murder someone for a cigarette. Good, three years ago today the man and I quit smoking cold turkey, ensuring longer lives for us and more time with our kids. Bad, we had to cancel the vacation we were supposed to leave on this morning. It was on...