In the past few years, our visits with my parents have increasingly been down in Florida. No one is complaining, believe me. This means I see less of my extended family (which is regretful), but have more time with my parents in their mini-paradise. This week, they flew up to Providence and I am struck by how increasingly easy our visits together have become over the years. These are two, incredibly laid back, very silly people. In my late years, I hope that I have their attitude toward what life drops in your lap (I'm way to high strung now). Illness? ...no problem. Things breaking? ...forget about it. What do you want to do tonight? ...Just hang out and talk. Perfect.