It’s been quite a week for me - I had an unexpected visitor.  I know when soul sadness shows up immediately; I’m engulfed by a hollow emptiness.  A knot is embedded in the lining of my stomach, along with an inability to catch my breath and tears that fall without warning.  Advance notice is not provided when soul sadness visits; it just bursts into my home, uninvited and in the past unwelcomed and numbed by the eating disorder that later followed in its footsteps.  The duration of the stay is uncertain and often variable - no notable rhythm or pattern evident...