Well, it's another night with little sleep, but I'm not going to complain about it today. I went to my AA homegroup last night and shared a bit about what was going on. Then, this morning, I have an appointment with my therapist. I have more gratitude today than I did yesterday. I have places to go for support...even when I feel utterly helpless and hopeless. While watching my sister waste away and die was painful, I'm grateful I was able to be present and supportive during her final month. Damn, I miss her, though. I wishI I believed in heaven; it must be nice to have faith we'll see loved ones again when we make our final exit.