And today marks my 40th blog entry. I am feeling . . . well, I'll tell you, but first . . . Look! The Sun DID come out . . . I sat outside (even if it was a bit chilly and windy) and soaked up all that good vitamin D. Piper and Finn are miraculously better (at least while the sun shines). John is happier at work (HUGE sigh). Phoebe and Celia got the grades they hoped for at school (bless them for being studious--Oh Henry, how you've made us so happy with just passing . . . you did good for your sisters LOWERING the bar). Our family worries are for the moment holding steady and in fact, looking optimistic. And best of all, my eye seems to be just fine. Finnegan was right. So here we are . . . 40 posts later and I feel . . . Proud. Humbled. Thankful. A little embarrassed. Grateful. Enlightened. And most of all brave. I think these feelings have spread to every are...