Four years ago today, I thought my life was over. June 4th 2003, I didn't care if I lived or died. Almost to the minute on this day was my first night in a residential drug treatment facility. It was pouring down rain. Ever notice the correlation with rain and major life transition? It was like the dark sky opened up and tears fell freely. The best lesson I learned is that no matter how dark and desperate life may seem, we do not know what the future holds for us...Everything in my life is completely different. We do not hold the answers. I think about the people in my life now, that I did not know then. How much I love them, and vice-a-versa. As I sit here tonight I wonder and anticipate the people in my future. Did you know... that four years ago tonight it was pouring down rain?