Spunkie, so glad your grandson is OK. I had a rough night. Started out pretty good, took pictures of my granddaughter getting her 1st haircut. Then met some friends, one friend, the other 2 friends of my friend. They are all part of a bereavement group, they all lost their husbands about a year ago. I found myself feeling alone even with people. I felt like I was forcing myself to be out and have a good time, most of the time I was wishing I was home watching tv or anything other than sitting around with 3 other 60 yr old women thinking we were going to meet the loves of our lives. Hey Spunkie 44 yrs is pretty good, you don't want to end up out looking for another man to train. Anyway, I was happy to get home and remind myself that what I had was not good and don't try to romaticise (sp?) it. I shouldn't be complaining, I have a wonderful family, going to New Orleans with my 2 sisters and 1 brother in a few weeks. Life is still good.