It has been very helpful to me, since the beginning days of last March, to make a little list each week of the things I am most thankful for. And in every room of my house there are favorite pictures of John - with me, kids and grandkids, on vacation, during holidays, playing music, riding in his Model A, building something or fixing something. Every day I have wonderful memories of him and our life together- cut short by this damned disease, but you know what- John's Dad died at age 48 of a heart attack [a few months after coming home from WW2] and my Dad had a totaly debilitating stroke at age 54. I am so grateful for the time we had together- much more good than bad and I [hopefully] still have some good things to share with my children and grandchildren. "Normal" can be redefined by any change in our lives. If anyone had told me 5 years ago that I would have a 16 yr old grandson living in my house, I would have said "No way"- but guess what ? :rolleyes: And about 3\4 of the time, I'm liking it! If someone had told me 4 yrs. ago that I would lose the sight in one eye because I wasn't tending to my bloodpressure, I would have said "No way". It happened. Remember the good stuff, look forward to new good stuff and take care. Amy in the Ozarks