There are endings and there are beginnings. Some of life´s endings are enough to shake one to the core and shatter the belief in an ability to welcome new beginnings, the future appearing dire and dark. I have been forcing myself to go through the motions, sick inside, emotions heaving while life goes on around me. Edith invited me today to go with her to the groundbreaking of the new well being dug before construction of the new building for the Fundación Señor San José begins. 24/7 water is key to maintaining a population of 29 anticipated at-risk children. Of course I went with her and the two youngest children. I am committed to supporting her efforts. The future of the children is the future of our community, the future of society. As committed as I am, nonetheless I will be traveling into the Guatemalan jungle in a few days in a search for guidance. Travis and I climbed the ancient Maya pyramid ruins in the Yucatán in his senior year of high school. Perhaps I can find some peace of mind visiting the Maya ruins at Tikal and Palenque. I plan to be gone for a month trying to understand and accept why, recognizing that I must move forward in spite of the pain: recognizing and coming to terms with the fact that there is much pain in the world.