The thing about roller coasters is that there are highs and lows...the highs are sometimes worse than the lows.  Odd, I know, most people enjoy that drop in their gut as they begin the down slope to the bottom of the coaster, but not this girl.  She doesn't enjoy the ups and downs. She doesn't want the feeling of vomit rising in her throat. No, not my idea of a good time. Maybe I'm just not a thrill-seeker. These past two weeks have been just that, many highs and many lows. Donna Summer...listening to her on my transistor radio on WLS...come-on, you know the jingle, sing it in your head. She had some awesome songs. We've had our last dance with her for now. Both of my kids are graduating this year....highs and lows. But for today, I'm thinking of a peace that passes all understanding. a Peace that only comes from a certain place. And hoping this Peace keeps me alive with hope. That's enough for now...no more roller coasters please.