Well, this is my first post. What should I talk about? I used to have a wonderful and happy home until my husband died. He had C.O.P.D. for a long time. Not everyone knows what C.O.P.D. is. It is Chronic Obstructive Pulmonary Disease, meaning he had to be on oxygen full time or he could not breathe very well. He was a very good husband, treating me very well. His nickname for me was Princess. It has taken a long time for the pain in my chest not take over whenever I think of him. He is always on my mind, always in the back of my mind, no matter what I do. Our two boys, our cats, have kept me sane, mostly.