I was doing so well, being so strong. I thought I'd adjusted to the way things are and was coping like a champ. Till yesterday. I cried. So much for being a bastion of strength and positive encouragement. It was just for a moment. I closed my eyes and took a couple deep breaths and regained my composure, but I was deeply ashamed. And this morning. I'm sorry you called at the wrong time. I'm sorry I took offense at your words and went off on you. You didn't deserve it. You only ...