Its good to see you taking your baby steps forward.The only way to go.One at a time. Thought this most apt. My poem by mom When some one dies it seems that all that they have left behind, is pain that only we can feel that numbs the heart and mind, But thats not true, for you and I know the things that realy count, Are deep within our hearts,thats treasures bright as gold, These are the preciouse memories that often come and go, that lift us up, "you know" within our heart and soul, holding us suspended and keep us safe from harm. love you xx