As hard as I try to be tough and impervious to life I do have my soft and reflective moments, some of which might actually be described as tender.  I have put off writing today until now, keeping busy with other things.  But I have a moment and an idea, so I am here.  The last few days stuff has been happening to my family.  Now that  things are seemingly on the rebound (that's a pun on Hunter's operation--get it?) We (mom and I) realize that we pretty much took things for granted, but some serious stuff was going on.  Still is in some cases, but our faith is more then just strong, it works in all aspects of our life.  We just expect things to go a certain way.  I believe that that is one of the many blessings of having faith.  You just expect things to work in a certain way.  There really are great blessings to trying to be good in this, the true church.  The blessings are far more then what I can comprehend at any one time.  I wonder if you can appreciate what it is like to be a grumpa to this clan and be able to observe all of your lives moving forward with the challenges and the blessings.  Its as good as any book, which by the way I am now on # 6 having finished one last night and started another one today.  Still am anxious for this freeze to go away with distant memories of warm summer days haunting me now and then.  My life seems to pass almost like a dream.  The days go slower, but the weeks zip by.  I seem to be a bit unattached to my life.  Can't really explain what I mean, but so much is going on inside of me that I haven't been able to sort it all out yet.  Kind of like I am trying go fit the little boy, and the man, and now this really old guy into myself and so far it isn't a complete package.  It seems a fun game to figure out and then takes on another interesting twist when I try to see in all happening together in my future.  Now don't plan a family council to talk about having me committed.  But just watch closely and see for yourself if I am just oddly sane or pleasantly crazy.