I woke up this morning thinking I needed to delete yesterday's post. I forget I have lots of friend and family reading this blog and they may think my marriage is on the rocks. It's not. It has it's ups and downs just like everyone else's.

When I'm mad, I write. Actually, whatever intense emotion I'm feeling -- scared, happy, etc. -- I write about it. It's just that, now, I do it in a forum where I can share it with whoever the hell happens to find my life remotely interesting.

My temptation is to hit the delete key on yesterday's entry -- to just erase it all and pretend it never happened.

If only it were that easy to get rid of all our problems in life.

But, I know that it's never really gone. It resides in cyberspace forever. And, our history is our history. Sometimes I look at my previous posts and think "I can't believe I actually wrote that."

Hey, at least you know I'm honest. This is me -- warts and all.