Then He Left Her There, Standing Alone,

She'd Been Criticized For Holding The Reins Of Parenthood Too Tightly, Of Controlling Her Children Too Completely, But She Didn't Know How To Let Go. From The Moment She'd First Decided To Become A Mother, It Had Been An Epic Battle.

But Sometimes One Person Can Hold You Up In Life, Keep You Standing, And Without That Hand To Hold, You Can Find Yourself Free-falling No Matter How Strong You Used To Be, No Matter How Hard You Try To Remain Steady.

Memories Are Who We Are. In The End, That's All The Luggage You Take With You. Love And Memories Are What Last.

The Falling Apart Of A Man's Life Should Make More Noise. It Should Startle Passesrby With Its Sturm And Drang. It Ought To Sound Like The Parthenon Crashing Down. Not This Ordinary, Everyday Kind Of Quiet...he Closed His Eyes...and Still It Was Quiet, This Falling Apart Of His Life, As Silent As The Last Beat Of An Old Man's Heart. A Quiet, Echoing Thud, And Then...nothing.

Real Friends. The Kind That Don't Purposely Hurt Your Feelings Or Stop Liking You For No Reason.