Only sometimes.... My get away is going to the cemetery to visit my baby nephew. I'll start with trimming and edging his grave. (My brother, his dad loves doing yard work and is known for always having to have the perfect edging in the yard & sidewalk.) Then I'll just sit there next to his grave and talk to him & honestly that eases the stress, pain, or whatever it is that is going on with me. The relief that I feel after saying good bye is just unexplainable and chill..... RIP Baby B.