maybe this wont last, but i cant seem to care about foo anymore. i have been told i am lucky to be alive let alone healing. the truck rolled several times but here i am. life is precious. although i still refuse to allow unloving people in my life, i am also no longer going to think about them. my sisters whine about not hearing a thank you for flowers that arrivwd when i was recovering from brain surgery is actually kind of funny. think about it. i am starting to see how useless it is to cry over foo. they seem like clowns to me now. im sure it has to do with the accident but hope it lasts.