Life goes on...

It seems I survived the worst, I do feel better about things going on around me. Vierna is happy, as well as the mage. Raven had said things that put me to take action(thanx for the advise), and the Whitewolf crew have been very supportive towards me as well(thanx guys). Saturday we played from 3 pm till 11 pm. We had fun, they know how I felt these few weeks so they are, like they say, "on a mission" to see me happy at least for these last weeks that I will be here in PR. They are younger than me, so I'm the old wolf in the pack, there for they think is their responsability to take care of me while I'm with them. They always ask me if I'm ok, if I took my pills, if my legs hurt. I never thought that these kids will care much about someone they barely know, I wander, what have I done to deserve such charity from these younglings? They seem sad that I'm leaving. I first thought that it was because there will be one less character in the game, but boy I was proved wrong. They really enjoy my company, Anthony & Xiomy wants me to be in their wedding, Milton was also upset, Willard too, Tammy almost cried, and Emilio told me that he never had so much fun like he did with me. Saturday was very emotional to me. Sunday got a call from Anthony and ask me what I was doing; nothing. So he arranged for us to play in the afternoon, since I told them that Saturday was the last day I was gonna play because the possible operation in my eye. Cool beans!!! So, at 3pm they pick me up and headed for more action. We played till 9pm. If Saturday was emotional, imagine Sunday... We barely play, we mostly chat, Xiomy cooked Spaggeti and meat(my complements to the chef). We had fun. I had fun, I was my self, so everyone was laughing the whole afternoon. It seems that is what they wanted, so they got it. I'm glad they would do these for me, they know I'm lonely, I really like that. Thanx for the wonderful weekend, and I hope we can hang out before I leave. Thank you very much...