It seems like only a few years ago my two children were small. We'd go through each mile stone looking forward to the next. We are drifting along on the currents of time. It doesn't seem that long ago that I looked eagerly to them "leaving the nest" and now I dread it. Time is going by way too quickly for me. I think that's why it's important for us to fill up our days with worthwhile endeavors, whether it's volunteer work or just helping an elderly neighbor. You fill it in here: It's good to keep busy and have a happy attitude each day. It's too sad to look back and I think, not healthy.