My son, who I love and adore, has suddenly in his thirties become a hateful child. He's an actor and managed to get himself an all expenses paid trip to Canada. This involves three days performing,now completed,and sixteen days with some off griders in the Canadian Rockies apparently for research purposes!!!My inbox is filled with a daily onslaught of pictures and a log of what he's done and seen. This is one of many. I think my jealousy is turning to hate. Has anyone else felt these feelings towards their off spring when they are doing something you feel you should be doing but can't?