Nola......that's what I say about the fact that I seemed stressed over my boys when they were little...and about the time I wasted being bitter about my mum before she died.Now she's gone.The boys are grown.I can't alter a breath.But I can choose to seize the day at hand.I wish from my heart of hearts for you to find friends transcending the commonality of...average...............and....you are right here.Pondering,breathing,participating,growing...better for the experiences if you can believe it.I can see your 'heartlight'...can you?~W~ You're welcome...Thank you...