Last night like many three year olds my daughter was passed out on my lap. Of coarse she neglected to take a nap opting for rambunctious play instead. I went to put her down for bed after a busy day for us all. I tucked her in and she began to lightly sob. I asked why like any man trying to fix rather than console. A minute passed or for me seemed like forever. She pointed up to the ceiling and said "My brother is in heaven and its sad" This choked me up like a bad boxed cookie sold at holidays. I held her tight and let her know it is sad but we are very fortunate. That's what this rambling is about I suppose, most of use are very fortunate and the day to day living life sometimes gets in the way of us realizing just how fucking great life is. So I for one am going to make it a point to love my life a little more today than I did yesterday. I am going to be cognoscente not just go from day to day anymore. Less work more travel more family.. Life is potentially too short to get stressed over small details in ones life. So Ya love yours hard let them know your there take a deep breathe and Smile

Scott