Dear Ellen,

I'm so sorry to hear that good months have receded again. In my experience, it is the back and forth between the good times and the utterly rotten that make this journey the cruelest. It is cruel because there are these glimpses of hope-- of health--of rational and loving action-- that are undone sometimes in a moment. And I don't know about you, but it is getting hard to enjoy the good moments because I cannot shake the bad spells-- what was said, done (or not done), and how hard it was.

Big hugs,