As you rode away this morning with your mom and dad for your first day of preschool, I imagined a glorious butterfly emerging from its cocoon of love.  To the best of my knowledge, you have experienced nothing but love from your birth.  As you grow, so will your appreciation of how fortunate you are in this respect when contrasted to the plight of too many who inhabit our planet.  For those who love you there is an unspoken regret that comes from knowing that you are eventually going to be exposed to what I'm going to call anti-love.  There may be a metaphysical argument that balance requires opposing forces,