Hope I'm not stepping on toes, I want to go one step further, cut of the the bottom stem, and set the top into an empty pot and wait until you see roots growing then set in slightly damp mix and wait until you see a new leaf then water again, thoroughly, wait a momth until you water again, these grow during oiur winter months and will flower in Demembe if taken care of properly. then I water and fertilize again, and water again. Do not use bark or moss on top of the mix. They grow on rocky hillsides in Africa and live on little rain fall and what ever fell between the rock, and on is their to water them, the live off the damp fog, that trickles down been the rocks. Do not grow the in pots that are too large they like to crowded. I live in a very hot region in So. Calif.I have had Crassula ovate 'Baby Jade' in one pot for the past 20 + years no fuss no bother, no top dressing, no moss and they flower for me every year. They get water when in rains and comes down from the roof. I live in Zone 10 So. Cal. Med. climate. Norma Lewis

Alas, mopping is my biggest chore as I have only tile and wood floors in the downstairs of my house and 3 furry shedding dogs. (My solution to cleaning the upstairs of my house is to pretend I don't have one.) I use a dust mop to get under stuff followed by the vacuum, followed by a microfiber string mop (Libman Wonder Mop) that can be tossed in the washer after. A divided mop bucket is a thing of beauty, as you're not dipping your dirty mop back into your cleaning solution. A male mop attachment (AKA husband) is also a beautiful thing, but if anyone has figured out how to get those to work I'd love to know. I bought 3 roombas a few years ago, and all of them have been escorted to the curb. They got stuck under things so I was constantly chasing beeps, were a major pain to clean with the forky thing and hours of that constant hairdryer-like hum got old. The batteries all died within a few months, and replacements are almost the cost of the unit so we parted ways in a Flylady Fling. So Scooba? I dunno...not for me, but you'll probably hear from others who have had great experience with both.

Your post brought back tons of memories. We too lost a beautiful and much loved daughter. After 13 years we are OK but have learned alot. The pain is worse than anyone can imagine, and there is no antidote. Grieving takes an enormous amount of energy that comes off the top. Having others to help with your boys and their needs is vital. I went to two separate therapists both said everything I was feeling was normal [whatever the heck normal is]. The suggestion to find a Compassionate Friends or Bereaved Parents of USA group is a great one. These are folk who have been where you are now and can help. I too was mad at God - that's my right and your right. I couldn't then, nor can I now imagine how a loving God can take a child. If that means I'm going to H... then OH Well.. Another suggestion is to keep a journal of your feelings. You are very good at expressing yourself and it's a great way to gage how you are doing, and gives you a place to put things that might seem crazy to others. My last suggestion is simply to hang on... it will get better.... it doesn't feel like it can but it will... Our daughters name is Jen.... Take Care...

I can't believe no one has mentioned "Doggie"!!He wasn't around long I think Spike banned him over something...I just remember when his wife came in and posted that he had passed away suddenly...He wrote the most incredible poem...I'll share it with ya... "Doctor Time" When we lose a loved one and we're in despair Doctor Time is already there He's treating us all, we're unaware When our loved one is gone and on their way Doctor Time helps us move on day to day He treats the anger, grief and sorrow with a medicine he calls "Tomorrow" As the days, weeks and months go by we just look back and wonder why Such a beautiful person had to die But deep inside we feel okay We have lived to see another day He's calmed the anger, grief and sorrow, we took the medicine he calls "Tomorrow" Doctor Time has one thing to say Time heals all wounds day by day I remember he posted this poem to someone's post who had lost a loved one and he died shortly thereafter...