I just returned home from a trip to see my extended family, who is in need of a little support right now. My brother is in the middle of a messy divorce and is having a terrible time; he's living at my mom and dad's house right now. And both my grandmothers have been very ill. I went down to see everyone, and happily one of my grandmothers is rallying and improving a lot. The other one, however--I was shocked to see how quickly she has worsened. This is a picture of this special lady, my grandmother, in better days. I will try and collect my thoughts and see if I can express them. I think at one point yesterday she recognized me, but she simply was not well enough to track a conversation, and there are many things I wish she knew I felt that I could not say, for she would not have heard them.