It's hard being best friends with a guy when you are a girl. It is so much harder when you both start caring in a more-than-friends way. The most painful thing that could ever happen is when you realize you're both better off without each other.

This poem is about overcoming something that has happened in the past, of getting over hurt and broken innocence and trusting someone again. It's about love and understanding and new beginnings. I wrote this poem for the man I am now married to, so that he could know the "Whole me."

Every time you watch the news, you realize how lucky you are. We have a home, family, friends. Yet, sometimes we all hate our lives. But why? It makes me feel guilty when I complain about some messed up relationship or some little misfortune that comes my way. Then I realize how lucky I am and all these obstacles seem so small compared to what many other people have to suffer.

I'm strongly against bombing in Kosovo. I feel the same way about Milosovich. I just don't understand why innocent people on both sides have to suffer from the stupidity of people in power.