LG: I am home for now. So happy to see my kids and hubby.

It could have been me who died. Today, I just gotten a bote from my son's school, that his music teacher died on jan 27th of heart attack. I happenned to sit w him during lunch hour and we had a long chat about music, autism, world affairs, his wife, his two beautiful kids, his ew house that he recently bought after so many years etc. Today, he is gone. My son even learnt to say his name very well. I was crying w a lot of sorrow. I don't believe it. It is awful. I met his lovely wife once and one of his kids used to go Gymboree w my Dtr, when young.
Life is so short and some people don't realize how lucky they are to be alive w/o pain. I was given morphene and other meds for my pain. I still have pain all over my body. resting is not possible and my doctor tells me to find a residential placement for my son now. And I refuse. Over my dead body.
Anyway, too much is going on here. How about your stuff? Is life treating you fairly? Please reply.