Wish I had the answer to this question.  What next?  I've had enough emotion this year, to make every small detail of my life seem like a monumental instance and every choice the most important decision of my life.

Time passes.  Things sometimes get better, things sometimes get worse.  The world still sits, moves, and breathes.  You still sit, move, and breathe.  Now for re-creation of spirit.  We are waiting.