24 Hours left to live

24 hours seems like a better title then the reality of 30 some-odd number hours from the time that I am writting this post. Tomorrow, 21 March, at 3pm I will be drilled by the professors on my committee as I attempt to pass the next great hurdle in my life. I am only now feeling how heavy this is. Up until this I have not been that concerned because the weight is more on the written exam that I passed last August. I hope all will go well. At least I know of one thing. If for some odd reason I fail I will be allowed to take it again. I hope that I do not have to do that. Love you all. SKT