I am a mom and therefor a “pain absorber.” We are all children at some level…the level that holds onto the big scary world of despair. Let me thank you again for your unselfish ability to open your heart to strangers. Let me thank you once again for your words that actually dissolved my heart heart guard and let me reach out anew to my teenagers. Last night, my son, who is 18, let me rub his shoulders and he requested an old lullaby. I sang him to sleep; he did not feel the grateful tears in my eyes. Life is so beautiful and cuts so deep at the same moment.