Shesh, a lot of loss in this thread Sorry to hear about your brother, it's hard I know. I lost my Mom a month ago, and I find that riding has been very therapeutic. In 5 minutes I can be out in the middle of nowhere and I can have plenty of road to collect my thoughts, question God's existence, be mad, or stop and stare off into the cornfields. The things I can't do at home as I try to be strong for my family, and things I can't do at work, because well I like being employed. Riding doesn't have to be fast, or technical, it doesn't need a destination. Sunshine and open roads are the best anti-depressants. I hope you get your riding mojo back.