The last post I wrote occurred right after my brother, Stephan, died. It was a tribute of sorts to him. Since that time, much has happened. Most of it good. The Universe has bent over backwards to let me see that I am taken care of. Reassurance upon reassurance has appeared to comfort my grieving soul. God never shuts a door without opening a window. And, although I have no idea about life from moment to moment, I have been strongly reminded that it is going to be ok. I have since then decided that, since I have been given the opportunity to embrace life, I owe it to my brother to be as healthy, and embrace life as fully and completely as possible. He would have wanted that for me. For all I know, he is smiling down on me and doing just that. I truly am blessed. It has just taken me some time to see that. And for this, I am thankful.