“You can skip it,” I told my daughter this afternoon, as I was on my way home from the doctor and fretting about how I wasted my time going there when he has never once looked up from his computer.  Every complaint I had, he dismissed as stress.  So I thought to myself, maybe I should avoid the extra stress of the mourning over the past. And maybe my grandchildren should be spared as well.  Then I thought again.  The extra stress would be caused by avoiding a part of my history.  As with my children.