Today is the 6th anniversary of my daughter Shannon’s death. I remember the good things now, not so much the events around her suicide. Monday, was curiously, Blue Monday according to Canadian Mental Health Assoc. one of the worst days for people with depression and oddly Martin Luther King Jr’s day in the U.S. A. Strange company she has. I burned a candle in front of her picture as I usually do, talked to her a little and felt her around me, always a peaceful, loving presence. Take care, my Shannon.