Dear Folks, This evening my dear neighbor Dawn came over to take my trash out to the curb for pickup tomorrow and as usual she stayed for the longest time to tell me the latest news about her soap opera family. . . the problems about her childhood, her parents, her children, her husband and her life in general. As usual I found her life difficult for me to comprehend but at the same time I've shared a lot of my own personal life experiences with her. Note: she's 42 years old, I'm 73. This evening we touched on the subject of what the two of us have regretted about the tough decisions we've had to make in our lives. Years ago when I touched on that subject with myself, I came to the conclusion that even though I felt regret about some of my decisions, I knew darned well that given the same set of circumstances today, I'd still stand by them. I don't regret the decisions, I just feel sad that the circumstances happened. By the time she left we both agreed to get rid of our regrets and try to get over the sadness of the circumstances. When she left we shared a great big hug. vee