Not a tough time for me, if I am going to be honest. I just tend not to find much drama in the sunshine....it takes a lot of skill to make happiness interesting. Much easier for a lazy writer like me to find subjects in the little shadowy areas. "All happy families resemble one another; every unhappy family is unhappy in its own way." -- Anna Karina, by Tolstoy. Probably isn't true but it is easier to find the variations in unhappiness, while it's harder to capture the nuances of joy. Or maybe this is closer to the point: From childhood's hour I have not been As others were; I have not seen As others saw; I could not bring My passions from a common spring. From the same source I have not taken My sorrow; I could not awaken My heart to joy at the same tone; And all I loved, I loved alone. Taken from "Alone" by Edgar Allen Poe (disputed authorship but I believe it).