What a nice thing to say! I'm okay with it, and manage quite well living on my own. I learned early on that anytime I started feeling sorry for myself all I had to do was look around and there were so many others who had so much more to deal with than I did. There are always reminders to get over myself! My husband died two years ago from cancer and most all of the pictures that I post were taken from all the traveling that we did together. He was a champ when it came to loading and unloading my mobility scooter and insisting that I get out and enjoy the world. I miss him terribly.