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Good morning everyone. This Friday dawns with an aura of sadness chez Bliss. I'm trying to regain my equilibrium* but it's slow going. One reason is the hormones. (Of course.) And I'm exhausted as well. (Which could also be attributed to the hormones.) My weekend spent in my hometown was a bitter sweet one. I won't go into too much detail because it's just too painful to hash it out here while still hashing it out in real life. News: - My dad was hospitalized once again, due to complications of his surgery. His health is see-sawing weekly it seems. I'm praying for daddy's comfort. It's all I feel I can do at this point. - Mr. Quince and I are no longer dating (Yes, I'm the bad guy.) but we're still madly in love. I think this is the most painful experience with love and dating that I've had since I became a widow. Seriously. Mr. Quince believes that love conquers all but I'm more of a realist. I know that habits are hard to...