It started with snow. Shoveling the alley to get the girls to their sleepover, I started bleeding.

We took Tom out that night...no more bleeding, problem solved?

Sat. afternoon. St. Anthony's. Can I look him in the face and make this choice? I see faces. Faces of my children. I sense I should follow Dr's orders...no one says otherwise.



Under the door that says EXIT, my life is saved. Someone has exited. But when?



Home. Playing war with Abi. Feeling a war inside. Only he knows when the life exited. I played my hand--