I was thinking the other day that I wear my scars like badges. I don't regret anything, but I am glad I have the knowlege that I have. Kind of like a suitcase. You mend the rips and snags along the way and then you have the stickers pasted on it to remind you of the places you have been and the people that have touched you. With time the rips and snags blend in with wear, but they are there to remind us just the same. I hope to give Gunnar the knowlege to be able to learn from and mend those rips and snags life gives him.