Wow. Itz been a long ride. A true journey. With this glorious sadness comes the happiest thought in the world-Lukey Bear. The man of the hour. Moms gone now and in the willows breeze I feel her breath. I also look at my baby and see her eyes and wish she could have held or even seen him. But wut a wicked web we weave when first we learn to deceive. Then there was luke. The other love of my life: