We have had a difficult two weeks, epic joy balanced with deep sorrow. My mom turned 75 and we had a surprise birthday party for her in Vermont. It went off without a hitch and I am relieved to not have to lie anymore, I’m not very good at it. Larry’s brother Bo died quickly after being diagnosed with pancreatic cancer, a tragedy to say the least. Emotionally, we have run the gamut; physically, my body is screaming at me for lack of sleep and too many oversold flights up and down the east coast. Happily, we are home and the routine, often viewed as drudgery, is surprisingly welcome.