A few years ago my stepson and I were talking and he said, “If I could build anything, do you know what it would be?” “What?” I asked, intrigued because he is always coming up with creative new inventions. “A time machine so I could go back in time to when my mom and dad met and fix things.”
He paused and I kept quiet. “But then, I wouldn’t have met you,” he said. And we talked about how you can be happy and sad about the very same thing at the same time. Read more



