We entered into the houseand my adopted mom had me drop the bags I was holding and we hugged."Oh my Heather, you're adorable I wasn't expecting you to...be quite thisyoung." I didn't realize that Katie was a redhead too; Kymberly didn'tsay anything to me. "C'mon Heather let's get thing stuff to your room."As I entered the room it was beautiful just as I hoped it would be. Itwas all pink but I did have one thing I really wanted a life size R2 unitI knew how to get one. "WOW, this is my room; this. Well it was mostly a joke , like a lot of ladies it was a fantasy she had always wondered about but like most ladies never done anything about it . in the time between then and now as her husband brian teased her about how he was setting it up she had cancelled it and then reagree'd to it so many times until here they stood , her husband standing up against her back , one arm wrapped tightly around her waist . certainly with her husband they had experimented with other couples etc but this was. No, he had too much here to leave the house, but hopefully removing all the furniture might allow him to go for more than a day without the weeping.The men from the church arrived to pick up the furniture. She had spent so much time selecting each piece. She would only allow solid, quality pieces into her home. The couch she had re-upholstered herself, twice. The first time shortly after the kids got over that stage where they spilled drinks everywhere they told not to take them and the last. It's just that when I'd walk somewhere, it wasn'tas though I'd feel the presence of that hole or my flesh surrounding it.I'm talking physically, not mentally. And, of course, to touch it or evenjust to look at it, well that's a different thing entirely. I adjusted to the physical part, I guess, more or less, verysuperficially. I think our brains are pretty flexible. After awhile, asthey get these new signals from the body, they adjust and react to the newsituation. But the whole mental.