June 22, 2004
what was lost ...
On June 17, my blog got all messed up. In trying to fix it, I thought I deleted my entry ... but I didn't, not entirely. Part of it didn't delete. :P Anyway, here is what I wrote that day:
I am not sure what I did but somehow the information in the column to the right of my text is now at the bottom of the page! I don't know how it got there and I don't know how to get it back. I am frustrated because it's not the way I want my page to look. I wish I knew a little more about setting up a blog because there are some other things I'd like to do to personalize this blog. Waaah! 
"I'm different from all my friends because..." I can sign fluently and they can’t. I’m different because I grew up in an alcoholic deaf dysfunctional family and I’ve learned to build barriers between myself and other people. I think that I keep them at a safe distance while they might be more trusting and open with me. I have learned to protect my heart from injury by trying to keep it in a safe. I don’t particularly like that but am not sure how to get rid of that safe … or at least figure out how to keep the door open all the time. I am different because none of my friends (except for TB himself) is a widow. They have all been loving and supportive but … well, being a widow is sort of like joining another dysfunctional family. Other widows and widowers “get” it, “get” every feeling. Non widow/ers can’t “get” it because they’ve never experienced it.
Onesome: Things that go- What's the strangest contraption you've ever had to use to get from point A to point B?
I don’t have any interesting or strange contraptions to talk about. I guess I’d have to say a swing rope over water
Twosome: Bump- Have you ever hurt yourself doing something you weren't supposed to be doing?
No. How dull. I’ve gotten hurt sledding into a telephone pole, falling off a bike, slipping on oil, and tripping at a miniature golf course but they weren’t occasions where I was doing something I shouldn’t.
Threesome: In the night- Do you believe in things that go bump in the night or anything supernatural?
Yes, I do. I believe that life goes on after death and that our loved ones are nearby and sometimes communicate with us. I believe in angels too.