let’s make this week a better one than last week.  Every day I feel just a bit better, but somehow I’m still overwhelmed.  I joined too many clubs, watch too much news, tried too hard to plan events for the IAWE and for me, and now I can’t keep up.  Kids have birthdays, friends have problems, relatives pass away, and some are unforgivably angry at me.  My children go to demonstrations and think about moving away.  Last year I met one of our cousins at a demonstration and now she’s in  Australia.  So there is this slight feeling of imposed depression –  depression that is not based on a lack of interesting things to do, but on a sense that Hamas, Hizballah, and the government don’t want me to feel good.  But somehow I’m going to make it a good week.