There was a time when my .sig was "Life sucks, 
and then you die."  And I really meant it.  I 
could hardly face the next day because of loss of 
love and love rejected.  (My friends could hardly 
stand to be with me).

But then, when you least expect it, along comes 
the angel who is really the one, who will forever 
be the one with which you have friendship, trust, 
mutual vulnerability, and the faith that they 
will always be there for you no matter how much 
hell and high water comes.  I found my angel when 
I least expected it, when I was deep in giving 
up.  We've been together for a very, very long 
time now.

I've since come to believe that there are MANY 
out there for each of us;  really;  we are 
surrounded by soul-mates;  choices and options, 
all of which are really good if we choose wisely.

Live is long, and life is big, and if you can 
hang on a little longer, life is really good.