Hi, everyone. A friend who is a psychiatrist says that before he gets out of bed he does two things. One, he gets into a fetal position, which he says brings back memories of his mother's love and care when he was a baby Then he tells himself: "This is going to be a great day. No pain. It's going to be the best day ever!" Maybe give those things a try. I live in a Chicago suburb when every day in winter is a surprise... cold, rain, snow, ice, no sun. I don't think about those things in bed. I think about sunshine. I dreaded using the snowblower to clear my driveway of snow that had turned to ice... But it got into the low 40s overnight and rained. The rain washed away the snow and ice and the driveway is clear again. Thanks, Lord. You do work in mysterious ways.