It is so easy for me to think that I am a solitary man pretty much living a solitary life.  I know that that isn't true, because I am very much married (in the most positive way). But because the 2 of us live day in and day out mostly by ourselves it can seem solitary.  BUT, then if I really think I know that that is not true.  Even when I don't see 'them' 'they' are always on my mind.  And my daily and almost constant perusal of my 'social media' connects me in a very real way.  Right now I am aware of Colton's surgery this morning.  I read AmandaRae' entry on Facebook.  I am planning on attending at least one (maybe both) of Cortney's state volleyball matches tonight and my mind re-sees Brooklyn's pictures from yesterday.  In any day I see my Grumpa wall and smile inside and out when I see those pictures.  My memories of Disneyland are fresh and poignant and one of my daily motivations is to prepare work for Richard and Sharon (among others).  So I am certainly NOT a solitary man!  I was crazy to think so.  From Nicholas (Elder) to Jonah and all thirty hundred in between, from Sherri to Shauni and all in between I am not solitary.  WE are not solitary.  And as Shelli wrote recently we struggle finding and living all that we would like to live in that context.  We can't do it all.  Life is not designed that way.  So we struggle and fumble along a day at a time hoping that all will know due to their own experience that we, like them, just do the best that we can with the time that we have.