I had constructed this grandiose idea in my mind of a wonderful, witty December, full of intelligent, positive, and heartwarming posts all wrapped in twine and marshmallows bouncing around the blogsphere and showing everyone in cyberspace what fun my life and work were.... that it didn't feel like work at all and that I would never let crazy things like horrific run-on sentences past my editor's eye and into the great unknown. And you can all tell how great that went! Life happened and my grand idea came crashing down. Not only did most of my blog posts suck (I know, negative self talk=bad), but they all felt like work and were rarely more than a blip. We lost our neighbor and two elders from my work community in less than three weeks' time, and we found ourselves hurting and helping and hoping for better days. Comforting friends and neighbors, hugging coworkers, writing cards and praying incessantly won out over being a cheerful and positive Elf 4 Health ....