Back to our regularly scheduled programming.   I listened to BC's latest podcast this morning-so many great things to reflect on.  A huge one is the how you see your history-not as a victim or just looking at the dark, but as creating the person you are.  That was fascinating.  So how do I see my childhood?  It was wonderful and warm and filled with books and family time.  It filled me with a sense of love and security.  Home was a haven.  My parents had a happy marriage, and we had a happy home life.  It was very much the 4 of us, with lovely time spent with my grandparents, and some awesome friends.  We did great family vacations.  My parents took us to museums, and concerts, and musicals.  We always had delicious food.   Education was very important to them-they made sure we went to the best possible schools, and took our grades very seriously.  They paid for me to go to a private college.  I was always told I was smart and kind.  I had art lessons, tennis classes, swimming lessons, drama and dance classes.   When I think about it like this, it fills me with love for my parents, and gratitude for such a happy upbringing.