you are absolutely right mummylin.
I found a poem online and I thought of you all
hope no one minds me posting it, I dont mean to upset anyone
"
My grief is like a river,
I have to let it flow,
but I myself determine
just where the banks will go.
Some days the current takes me
in waves of guilt and pain,
but there are always quiet pools
where I can rest again.
I crash on rocks of anger;
my faith seems faint indeed,
but there are other swimmers
who know that what I need
Are loving hands to hold me
when the waters are too swift,
and someone kind to listen
when I just seem to drift.
Grief's river is a process
of relinquishing the past.
By swimming in hope's channels,
I'll reach the shore at last."
thanks to all my fellow swimmers here, you've really helped me when I needed it
xxx