Peace these days seems so fleeting. Just when I think I'm moving through a fairly good day, something happens and I break down, crying uncontrollably. I went through the motions of attending a Halloween pot luck dinner last night. It was going along pretty good until the DJ played a Roy Orbison CD. All the songs my Mom, my brother and I used to sing along to. I couldn't take it. I had to leave. My brother is gone; my Mom is gone. I'm the only one left out of our trio. I miss them both so much and can't help but feel that they've gone on without me. My rational mind knows that it was their time to go but my heart feels abandoned.