Alone

I cry alone so much. I'm an elder now, three of my children are dead, my husband won't touch me, I don't know why we even share the same bed anymore-perhaps because twin beds would annouce to the children that we're having problems. I feel on the brink of insanity every day. Thank goodness Giselle is happy and marrying the man of her dreams, hopefully she will be happier than I was in this marriage.