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Eldest Son had needs this morning.  First he had a short assignment on energy usage to complete for school and needed our latest gas and electricity bills.  I told him exactly where he could find them in the filing cabinet.  Then he needed to find his gloves.  They were in the bottom of the front closet, where’d I’d put them to get them out of the way.  After assisting him in fulfilling these needs, he said, “You have the answers for everything, Mom.  So, what’s the meaning of life?”  (Eldest has a fine capacity for understated cheekiness.)  I said, “That’s something I don’t know,” and then quickly amended that answer with, “It is what you make it.”   And it is.

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