Thanks for your thoughtful response, Pam. I do understand, all too well. My heart goes out to anyone grappling with mental illness (my mother dealt with plenty, although I sometimes think my father’s drinking had more to do with it than anything else). My primary arrow in the quiver to deal with life’s sometimes awful vicissitudes is laughter, barring simply taking myself out, an option I all too often considered myself. Sometimes it’s not easy hanging in there. Thanks for the kind words.