I thought I'd do a personal blog for a change. I spend most of my time lost somewhere between gratitude and resentment on the one hand and fear and faith on the other. In other words, I'm probably not much different from anyone else here. Not where it counts. ~~~~~ My mother turned 80 last weekend and insisted on cooking for the entire extended family with only the help of my 83-year-old dad. They've always been the type to give until it hurts, but have always found it hard to accept the ...