begin again reviews Death was never a choice for me. I can still feel it like it happened yesterday. It wasn't the pain that hurt so much, but more the shock I felt when my husband choked the life out of me. The year was 1962, we were enjoying a pretty decent living and had a small house just down the road from my parents. A perfect spot to raise our two kids. That changed September 13, when my husband snapped and took his anger out on me and my twins. He had lost his job at the production plant in town, an..