I know that every mother has frustrations and various problems/concerns while raising their children...been there and done that. But you know what I love? I love that all three of my grown children (31, 28, 23) still hug me, kiss me and sincerely tell me they love me -- all the time. Aside from the love and "sloppy" kisses from my 9 month old granddaughter, that's all that truly matters to me. I am blessed.