The near violent explosion this morning seemed more than I could handle and in a way it was.  I handled it well in that I didn't react wrongly.  I didn't handle it well in that I cried really easily once we got to the conference - as soon as an old friend asked me some details about M - and was easily upset until I knew M had calmed down - I panicked when I couldn't find her.



Life will continue to be off-schedule until Sun therefore she will either explode, implode, or pass out sometime in the next few days.  I hope I am wrong.