The last two years have been full of changes for me - both huge and incremental. Many of my readers have accompanied me on my journey, and for that I’m forever grateful. It’s been fraught with grief, and sadness and even, at times, despair.And then again, hope and growth.But sometimes – sometimes – you just have to find humor in the darkness. Dark humor I guess it is. So if you’ll bear with me, here, I’ll indulge in just a bit of that.My husband was 56 when he died. He seemed young, but I wondered how young that really is,