Interesting evening... out with friends to watch the hockey game. Memories behind everything, but not dragging me under. I knew intuitively how the game would end and what it would mean. And I remember all the many, many questions I asked as I learned about the game. Now it is just mine, this victory to celebrate. I can't help thinking it should have been so different tonight. I know this is exactly they way it is supposed to be. But I wish it wasn't. Yet I can handle that fact and only feel sad. There is no pain with these thoughts. Time does heal most wounds. Thank God for that.