Do you ever have a moment in life, a pause-- where you can feel that you could really just push a reset button-- and do it all over again. I have felt that. I have even felt like pushing a STOP button. But then, in a sweet moment cuddling with my kids, or singing them to sleep (after I'd hollered at them to "Go to sleep for the one hundredth time"), or laying my head upon "L"'s shoulder it occurs to me that I really wouldn't redo anything. Not because I'm perfect, far from it.. or because life has been perfect, or even always enjoyable (sometimes barely tolerable), but because I know that each little knot, every excruciating snarl has been a springboard for me to learn stuff I would never have learned on my own.