Sometimes I feel so selfish but the pain is so great that it is all I think about. I was telling my daughter-in-law yesterday that there really is nothing for me to wake up for. Roger was my everything. He had the dreams. He had places to go and things to see. I was more than happy holding on to his coat tails and going along for the ride. His dreams were my dreams. Now there is nothing but a vast hole called my future. How do I go on without him? I love him so!