The Future

This is September 2005, and I hope to be back to work by the end of the month.

I have people who depend on me, not the least of which is me. I have made a promise to myself.

I began this story with a dedication to my Mom, who taught me to live my life with dignity and love.

Isn't that the point? To "find a way from the person you've become to the one you know you would have been"?

This winter, we will once again return to Mexico, to our favorite haunt, in a tiny bay, on the Gulf Coast.

Looking forward to that. See next page.

Favorite hangout.