I had intended today to blog about Bipolar Disorder and early detection in children. However, it happens to be my daughter's birthday and the sad anniversary of her brother's passing. Only a very unkind twist of fate would associate two things with such opposing emotions.Two members of my family had biopsies last week and my faithful companion and friend of 13 years, my dog, Rudy, has been diagnosed with a tumor and is not doing well. My grief is seeping through carefully placed defenses, and I am tired. I will try my best to get back to the cause I have committed myself to as soon as I can, but today I wouldn't be able to find the words to either convey my feelings or to help anyone understand the nature of anything. I only know that I have loved both of my children from the moment I knew they were conceived and will until the day I die. They are beautiful souls and I am proud to be their mother. At this point, that's all that I can say that I understand and know to be true.