Even Lennie (God bless him) is important,

To my dogs and daughter, maybe. Not much else counts.

You don't realize how much of what you see as important really isn't
until you've lost that which is really important. You don't appreciate
healthy kids until you've spent fifteen minutes after finding your 34
year old daughter in the bathroom, naked, leaning on the sink with
fecal matter over more than half of herself, and incapable of taking
care of it herself. You don't appreciate being able to spend even a
half hour at the local hobby shop until you're in a position where you
can't be gone that long.

Important? Maybe to one other person, but she's the only one that's
important to me.

From May to the end of November, she might have spent 40 days not in a
hospital, we're now going on an 18 day stretch with her home. I've
learned to appreciate those things that are important. You'd be
surprised at how few important things there really are. Keeping her
able to stay at home even for one more day is far more important than
all of the hours I've spent at (hobby location of your choice.)