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I like to ponder. Some, like my husband, may say I like to "worry." After reading the items contained herein, you may agree. I still argue that my "pondering" is a necessary process -- the thing that enables me to see more clearly and handle what life dishes out. In fact, I find I often come to a place of "positive melancholy" as my pastor recently described one of his own personal experiences. May you always see that glimmer of hope and happiness even in the darkest hour.