Back in elementary school, things were so easy. If we didn't like the way things turned out, we could declare "Do over!" and give it another shot. I wish I could have a Do Over for the past month or so. The only bright points were Alicia and Jenny's birthdays. The rest of the time, the events of recent weeks have seemed a lot like a horrific accident unfolding in slow motion. I can't look away and I'm helpless to change the course. I keep telling myself that if I hang in there a bit longer, everything will be ok. I'm getting awfully tired of hearing myself talk, though.