One day I'm going to laugh about all of this. One day it will just be a memory, a piece of time we talk about over tea and whisper 'that was a hard spot.' Day by day we keep hearing we are doing the right thing. Yesterday somebody said to me "keep up the good fight, Mrs. Camille." It's people like that guy who are keeping me going here. It's people like him and Kenny and Nebraska and RandyNebraska and Constance and even people no longer around who have said things that help me through this seriously fucked up time.