Perspective can sure knock you in the teeth when you need it the most. I moped around all day, burdened with the information I had received about my friend and uncle. Grumped and cried and stress baked some muffins. I was sitting on the couch, eating my lunch and watching "Hitchcock/Truffaut"(excellent by the way), when I got a call. My friend who had just received devastating news yesterday. She was calling to let me know she would be going home tomorrow and that she missed her babies. "I'm sorry I won't be there for my shift on Sunday. I hate to inconvenience you." I told her it was really okay and we would find someone, but would miss her. "I have a long road ahead of me, but I figure it'll be about 6 months and I'll be back to hold my babies." Kick me in the rear end and shame on me. She has her future planned and has a goal to meet. God bless her for that. And God bless her for giving me some perspective.