I feel lately like I am just plodding along through life. I just work, come home, endure the long lonely weekends and then do it all over again. The county just reassessed my house again, dropping it's value even further making me feel like I'll never be able to break even if I could sell it in this wretched real estate market. Maybe the Lord is telling me to stay in FL but if that is the case what is the purpose of that? For that matter, what is my purpose in life? My future that I once looked forward to was buried with Barry. My kids lead their adult lives and though I adore them both, they don't need me. I can plug along working until I am 70 but then what? I am so lonesome and sad. Oh life is better than it was, and I still sing with the radio and am generally ok, but life is pretty colorless. How do you do this? How do you put color back in life? It seems like an endless struggle. I don't want to live forever in black and white.