I sometimes worry that people think I'm too upbeat or "inspirational," as many folks like to say. Well, the truth is I have my low times too, those times when nothing seems to go right. I had one a couple of days ago, but when I woke up the next morning things seemed OK again. Ebbs and flows, Ed calls them. Of course I prefer the flows but it takes both for life to stay in balance. One thing that helps is if I take a photo of the low points. Somehow that makes it feel worthwhile. Kind of reminds me of my mother's frequently repeated philosophy that if you could get a good story out of a terrible experience, it would have been worth it. For me, it's a photo not a story but it amounts to the same thing. Do you feel that way too?