Last night I was  sitting at the computer looking at the picture of Jeff on the wall, talking to him silently, asking him to give me a sign that he was here. The headphones that I keep hung over the speakers just to the left of the screen started moving. Not just a little bit, I mean jerking around like crazy.It took me several minutes of thinking my baby was here with me before I realized that it was the cat. Hmmmm. Should I be medicated?   Other than that life is good today. I spent it with my dad. Every day spent with him is a good day. He will soon be getting Activa. He has essential tremor so bad that he cannot drink without a straw and cannot write or play his beloved guitar. So they're going to drill a hole in his head and put some wire in his brain. He's all excited. He is 68 and has been playing guitar since he was 14. It seems like he's only half a person without his guitar. I sure hope this works. I want to see him feel whole.