After a difficult month (which was supposed to be easy), I get the feeling that I am starting to climb out...that something interesting is waiting just around the corner.
I've been reminding myself that the crest of the Scottish clan I'm related to (Cumings) features a rearing lion and the single word:
If you're still at the bottom of the pit, looking up at the dark walls around you, don't give up.
Help (and relief) may well be on the way.
One of my favorites: