It's hard to follow up a post like that, Annie, because everything else in life--all those crappy day-to-day issues that seem SO important--all pale in comparison to literal life and death circumstances. As I was wandering about the town of Quincy--birthplace of founding fathers John Adams and his son John Quincy Adams--I was more concerned with the dumb stuff like getting a good picture of his house, or making it back in time to catch the trolley. It's funny how often we forget to put things in perspective.

Now that the weekend is here and you've had a chance to (hopefully) have a good night's rest, I hope you're feeling better, Annie. What a mentally and emotionally wrenching week you've had. Miss you lots.