Just my take on all of this. I've been married for 11 years, the ONLY gifts I have ever asked for were to go camping for Christmas, and to hike and or camp out at least once a month. To no avail, one year we camped for christmas, but he hated every second of it, so what was the point? The short story is that I have been a devoted, loving, understanding and supportive wife for these 11 years, then when I was diagnosed with breast cancer, he packed up and moved out. The really sick thing is that I would take him back in a heartbeat. I put aside many things to take care of him, hiking being one of them. I went out with a girlfriend yesterday and we did Mount Jackson. It was great, and I felt like my old self for the first time in a long time. Then when I was writing it down at home, it didn't seem to have as much meaning. To all of you married and SO people out there, give them a big hug, (from me) try to be more understanding, communicate more often about what is important to you, *LISTEN* to what is important to them, and count your lucky stars that you have each other, and whatever you have is working. I am just a little jealous of you all right now...