Thanks for the kind comments. When I moved 11 years ago to the apartment where I am typing this, I had lots of days where I was upset, and thought about making a "statement." I thought the better of it, and I am happy for it.
Fast forward to 2012. I've been retired for three years, I have a blast driving my 1er, and the kids are coming here on Thanksgiving to watch parades and football, and eat smoked turkey and stuffing with andouille sausage. "Mom" has to work.....
In other words, things always seem to work out in the end, if we just let them.