There's a story my dad loves to tell about something he saw at work one day.  There was a army of ants struggling to get a rather large piece of bread up a wall to their nest and he observed this activity throughout the day.  At about lunchtime they were almost to the top of the wall.  Then a large cockroach came out of a crack in the corner and taking the piece of bread from the ants.  I think of this story from time to time and it is so much like life.  When will the roach show up and takes what we've worked so hard for.  There's a Zen master that said once that life is like walking down to the dock, getting into a boat, sailing off into the sunset and eventially sinking.  It occured to me this morning that is important to me to that I renew my comittment to non-attachment and living freely and happily.  My money, my health, my youth [I'm 42 haha] my relationships.....  It will all end someday you know and you really don't own anything when you really think about it.  The cockroach will eventially, someday, somehow, have his day.