"At about 6am this morning, I was sitting in my car listening to a CD I had burned the night before. It was full of songs, both bittersweet and uplifting. I spent this little piece of morning crying and trying to come to terms with the way my life would be from now on. I kept remembering all the good times I had with the woman who I once called "my baby girl". They were good times, indeed, but there are more ahead of me. I just hope that she can find happiness too someday…Life goes on and so must I move with it. I wanted to remember this day the way my mother told me it would be. "Bubba, this is the first day of the rest of your life.""