So nowI read Donice's (and Janet's) illiterate ranting and raving, all sound and fury and saying nothing. Okay, I also had a miserable childhood. I also have been disillutioned by "the system", but I learned to let go of hate and anger long ago when I was diagnosed with breast cancer. I'm a survivor, and I know my anger had lots to do with my cancer, and I've discovered that more is gained by love and foregiveness than all this bickering and childish tempter tantrums on the Internet. Shame on you! Your bragging is pathetic. If you were really so great, you wouldn't have to tell us about it. Grow up. Let go and get a life, as they say. You must be at least 50, so it's about time, Gal. Mommy probably won't be around much longer, if she's still living, so who can you blab about when she's gone? It's tiresome, and I'll bet everyone you know is tired of hearing it too.