I have often wished that I were twenty years younger and single... honestly. I just can't help but think that the situation right now isn't conducive ...o 'us'. I don't want to do something with you that I may regret if Dawn and I got back together. I also don't think that 'us' would work out at work. I'm not sure if we'd get along in other things and be able to make it work for us. As much as I want to grab you right now and run... I know logically that would be one of the worst things we could. Things have been great since then. Until now. I looked out at the ice and saw number nineteen of the Pythons skating around. Mike Stevenson. Great all around player. He could shoot and he could pass and he wasn’t afraid to mix it up in the zone with the other teams defense. ‘I Stand Alone’ by Godsmack hit the speakers and the team turned and looked at me, only a small spotlight shining on the doorway. I took one step out onto the ice, head down, trying to control my breathing. This was no time. . But, I have thought about it and was going to wait to see how you felt about it, when you turned eighteen in about a year from now. By the time you are old enough to go out on your own to make a life for yourself, you will not want me, your mother, to be your woman any more." That is where you are wrong. I know how I feel now and what I felt when the principal told me you were at the hospital, due to an accident. I would not want to go on in this world without you and I do not want, to ever. It showed rain for the rest of the week with a possibility of clearing up and we were all getting rustles just sitting around. Terry and Jim decided to go home due to the bad weather but mom said she wanted to hang it out and get one good day at the beach. That night they were packed and ready to leave in the morning. The next day we said our goodbyes and they left. Mom and I sat around playing cards all day until we both decided to go to bed. I went first hoping to catch a peek again but no.