Dear Me, Hi! It’s me… a little older and wiser. I remember that day you sat crying on the bed when you were 16, and Mom came in and asked you what was wrong and you replied, “I don’t know!” Oh, hormones are cruel! I’m 48 now. I know that sounds ancient to you but..good news…I don’t feel ancient. Hard for you to believe – I understand. I looked for that picture of you that I remember when you were 16, but I can’t find it… because we just moved into a really neat house that we dreamed about for Continue Reading