As I sat sipping a cup of coffee, I found myself reflecting. The years have flown past so quickly, I can hardly believe my babies are grown adults; out there living their own life's pleasures and pains. I find myself missing them. Yes, even the messy house and my phone and doorbell clanging simultaneously! I must admit I enjoy a nicely quiet and semi-neat home, but occasionally all this peace and quiet, which enables me to write, does seem depressing. I believe I gave my children the most precious gift of all, after life, by learning to let them go. That doesn't mean I've stopped caring, worrying or loving them. I will do all that until the day I die. It just means I'll leave them be to make their own lives, suffer their individual anguish and joy with the knowledge that Mom is always waiting quietly in the wings in time of need. This book was born today from these reflections. I decided it was time to dig through old notes and memories; rewrite, revise and hopefully add a few thoughts of today. I hope that all of you who take this journey with me will be able to relate, reflect and remember ... making this journey enjoyable and hopefully bring some of your very own memories alive again for you and your family. Here's my hand, let's begin our journey.