My memoir is a snapshot. You know how it is when you see yourself in a snapshot. Don't you usually look at yourself and judge whether it is a flattering picture of you or not? I recognize that those who might read my memoir, my snapshot, might have a different view of the story than the one I tell. Inevitably each perspective offers its own, sure version of events. I wrote and reviewed these stories, some as brief as to be vignettes, looking for clues of what I was and what I have become. One characteristic I notice is how I learned to become independent during my college years in all that was going on then. When Nick and I were in our first year of marriage, he happened to notice a letter changing our car insurance from one company to another. He wondered why I hadn't talked to him about this. I replied that I had checked different companies' policies and decided this one was the best. Nick took hold of my shoulders tenderly and looked at me with love. "You don't have to do everything alone anymore. We're partners." It was easy to lean on one another. Another characteristic I see developing from a family-learned sense of empathy is a willingness to insert myself into others' lives and situations. I hope each person knows that this has been done in love.