Well, finally, I think I've fixed the issue.  At least I hope so.  For some reason, I cannot name a title.  I hope this will work.

This has been a rough week for me.

We spent the day, Tuesday, downtown at MEPS.  Jack was excited to go.  They were wonderful to us during the morning.

We left around noon to go to the airport.  There were 10 of them leaving that day.  We met up with Jack at the ticket counter.  Jack said the airlines told him that Mother's could go to the gate.  I just couldn't leave husband in his wheelchair alone.  So, we said our goodbye's at security.

Security was heightened because of the date.  9/11.

I watched my son until he was swallowed up in the sea of people at security.

I brought husband home to a very quiet house.  Wednesday, I did OK.  Thursday, not so OK.  I was just so sad, cried at everything.

With each day now, I've gotten better.  I cleaned out his room Wednesday, just to keep busy.

Husband has been dealing well with Jack being gone.  He's so confused most of the time, I think he forgets Jack is even gone.

Husband did not do well at MEPS.  You have to be buzzed in, go through a metal detector, turn in your ID and be issued a visitor badge.  They talk very fast, so, I did the work for husband.  Only, when they handed me mine and his badge, husband starts handing him his hat.  He was so confused, he didn't know whether he was coming or going.  Frustrating for me as I was an emotional wreck anyway.

Once we sat down, husband started in with the questions.  There was one point that I thought I was going to lose it on him, but, of course, I didn't.  He was just so confused, and, knowing Jack was leaving I think, was bothering him as well.

I will feel 100% better once I hear from Jack.  It's the mother thing, you know.

Have been applying for positions this week.  So far, nothing.  I pray I find a job.

A new chapter has begun for me.  I don't know if I like it yet, but, like everything else in my life, better get used to it.

My house is so quiet.