I cried, I mourned, and in little ways, I still do each day.  My thoughts and prayers, what little they are worth, still go out to those who are suffering, but I am also so grateful for the support I've received.  It's not as hard as it used to be.  I think I may begin writing again.  Things will be different now, and I hope that no one finds offense in my doing so, but for my own healing I find it helpful to write.  Maybe, I don't know.  Let's see how far the words take me.  Thank you so much for your kind words and your patience.  There's so much I want to put into words, but I find that my own skills are not sufficient to articulate them.  Just, thank you.  A million thank yous.