I have been good. There are moments I break down but the thought that there is nothing I could do about it always sober me up each and everytime. Now, the only thing to do is to keep looking forward. Though it hurts in places that never hurt before, I know that this is for the best and though I love him a lot, it just would not work out. Nevertheless, I wish him the best of health and a very happy life.

Before this blog become a funeral home, here are the pics from the sleepover. (See how I switched the mood, if only I could switch MY mood like that. Ahh.. the beauty of writing.)