kt last night. She finally blew up with all that's going on around here. She screamed at me....told me I was too old & too many things could go wrong so I die. I'm 50 - death is not eminent. I'm sure that my doctor's would have let me in on that little truth. And there is no reasoning with a difficult children mind. I always tell kt that I will let her know when it's time to worry. I've never let her down on that promise. Having said that, kt forgot that promise & was convinced I was going to die last night. After a huge outlet of emotion (i.e. meltdown), we sat down at midnight & played a couple of game of fish. Proceeded to go outside & sit on the patio (with husband's help) & talk about silly things. The poor kid just needed a break. husband started a fire in the fire pit & the 3 of us sat outside & watched the fire for an hour. (I'll pay for that physically today) kt finally settled down & headed up to bed, promising she would talk before she blew up again.