Change. The dictionary states it's to make different, to alter, to cause to pass from one form to another, to replace or switch. Change not only is inevitable, it's constant. Sometimes it's for better, sometimes for worse, sometimes we're not even sure what it is. You deal with it and move on, although sometimes dealing with it is much tougher, it's even painful, not only physically or mentally, but emotionally. As the brain goes to panic, the stomach flips and the heart misses a beat. I'm never good with change eventhough I deal with it all the time. I'm able to rationalize and move on, but I'm never the same on the inside. Time does heal most wounds. I believe that, but some scars are bigger than others, some scars will remind you constantly and take you back to a place and time that broke your heart. That's life, and the stuff it's made up of. You must be truthful with yourself, see things for what they are, and finally accept change. Remember the good times and be thankful for that. What else is there to do? Never take anything for granted. And always, always appreciate what you have. You never know when things may change. Take care. Later, Butch