Sometimes you have to reach "rock bottom" in order to get better. This is proven time and time again... as stories of recovery from all kinds of odds abound.

I think my mom has reached an all-time "low point" in her life... and is currently in the hospital back in PA. She has been physically sick for a month or so... some kind of flu... and has been emotionally devastated ever since my father passed last August (on her birthday). It is a very rough time for her... but I have faith that no matter what... she will be OK.

When we were in Arizona, we went to the Sonoran Desert Museum... which has a cave. BAJ loves caves... and in another reality... he is probably a spelunker. It is amazing to be in a cave. All your senses are on overload... everything seems colder... darker... sounds more obvious... etc. I am sure there are scientific reasons for this... I just think it's cool. It's very peaceful.... even though it is (no doubt) quite dangerous.

I feel like (at the moment) I am in that cool, dark, peaceful place... just before heading out into the light...

*photo by Elaine A. Russell