Never have said much in this thread. However. With my daughter being ill again, I am thinking about my son. Even before he died, always felt I failed him somehow. Had a huge blow out with him when he was 16. Never quite recovered from that one. We didn't speak for nearly 2 years, relationship was always volatile after that. Just didn't see eye to eye, on anything. Couple of months before his death, I apologized for how I treated him when younger. Always had been quite hard on him. Glad I did that. However. Can't help feeling it was too little too late. And now - when my daughter defies me, like she did tonight, I see Brian in her and it scares the shit out of me.

Jim.