Kim and I had a pseudo-chuckle regarding the question "how are you doing?" during this time. For me, the answer depends on the time of day. I wake with great hope and it dwindles as the day progresses with no more news. But, if you REALLY want to know how we are doing this is the best I can do to describe it...
Matthew wrote a poem to purge his feelings:
Deserted picture frames,
I am less creative and can only steal someone else's creativity to explain myself...
"I'm waiting for tonight, and then waiting for tomorrow...
I'm somewhere in between what is real and just a dream"
Somewhere in between complete peace and total despair.