Sorrow comes with so many defense mechanisms. You have your shock, your denial, your getting wasted, your cracking jokes, and your religion. You also have the old standby catchall—the blind belief in fate, the whole "things happening for a reason" drill.

Maybe the thing to do after you roll the dice-and lose-is simply pick them up and roll them again.

In the final seconds before sleep, I wish I could go back and undo everything, give those little girls another chance.

It's a funny thing - when I'm crazed with work, spending time with my children relaxes me. Yet, at the end of a long weekend with them, the very thing I need to relax is a little work and time away from them!

You can run but you can't hide

I don't break up, I trade up

No, scratch the word "career." Careers are for people who wish to advance. I only want to survive, draw a paycheck.