Bro, your story of your mom reminded me of my late-father, the positive, loving, forgiving, never-say-die fella who always reminded me, "As long as the sun rises from the East and sets in the West, there is HOPE."

So being the stubborn bull that I was, I learned to walk away and "fight" another day... as long as the sun continues to rise in the East, I know there is HOPE.

I feel this is one of the most important lessons to teach our children. Children today give up too easily... worse, commit suicide.