I can think of all the reasons why I was collapsed on the sofa, unable to stir, or to even care to rally, again. I could list the fires we've put out, the hoops we've leaped through, the bridges we've had to construct... but it's too much. I may be up, now, and sitting at my desk, but emotionally... I am still prone, and hoping to recover. And likely, it's all better left unsaid. We move forward.