You know I love you sis, but I envy you too. You cry for help and you receive answers and hope. I cry and it always seems to fall on deaf ears. And I only cry when I really need to. The rest of the time is spent trying to make others feel better. I love you for your courage and never ending spark of life you possess. You have it all to look forward to with your youthful exurberence. But I'm old and tired and don't have what it takes any more. So I will always love ya, but hate myself for being envious. It is such a waste of an emotion. Stay strong girl!!