I vaguely remember a poem that I wrote way back just after Sherri was born.  It was  in the spirit of celebration for the birth of our first child and how wonderful it made us feel.  I had really gotten quite impatient waiting, but as time went on I came to realize that it really wasn't that long of a wait before Sheila did get pregnant and Sherri was born.  The poem was written to Sherri, but it was also for me.  The part that I remember clearly was that I felt that she would live a wonderful life full of accomplishment and opportunity.  Sure, she, like the rest of us, would be challenged, but even back then we knew the truth of our purpose and everything was said and done in that context.  I also wrote that I wasn't going to be still in my own journey.  She represented a great step for us, but it was only the begining for us too.  I still think about my life that way.  And my goals are still  much the same, even though, my circumstances are very different.   As I wrote yesterday, I am still finding real challenge everyday of my life.  It is a contest pretty much with myself that has been going on now for 66 1/2 years and I am really quite engaged in it.  I have my wins and my loses, but mostly I am invigorated by it.  Every day I discover new things that I have learned and new things that I have yet to learn.  I don't know how long my journey will be, but I cherish each new day as it comes. in which I continue this challenging journey that we share.  I am having the time of my life and the best part is that we have been blessed to be able to share it, at least in part, with one another.  I pray for each of you in your individual journey, and for me and mine as we all continue on our road back home.