Well M had her last day at the store today. We will all miss her, she really has a spark. There she is all of 17...whole life ahead of her...just starting out. How cute. Of course then all those little bugger thoughts come tripping through my mind like acid rain on an otherwise sunny afternoon. I'm NOT 17 anymore, never will be again. Did I do the right things? How did I end up where I am? Is it O.K. to be where I am? I know I could be doing better...could be doing worse too...
and finally...why worry?
Not worried, just thinking, I do that all the time. HELP!

Here's to you M...good luck with all of it!