It is done...
It is a bit after 4 AM and here I am to tell you all that my husband is dead. The 5th try was the charm. I don't know how yet. An autopsy will tell. He is finally free from the addict and he freed himself the only way he knew how. Sometimes that happens with addicts. So I no longer have to wonder or worry. I know where he is now. I know he's safe. I know the addict did not go to the other side with him. But I will see him again when it's my turn. He promised me that when it was my turn his would be the first face I would see. You know, some souls are just too fragile for this world.
Good Night, Janet (aka TomsGirl)