I'm sure I'm not the only one here in my position today - Thanksgiving is my "off holiday" this year so I'm faced with an empty apartment that is made even quieter by the realization of my daughter's absence. It got so quiet that I drove 30 minutes to work just to get out. Now, I sit here afraid to even go home, knowing what awaits me, or more specifically what DOESN"T await me. To top it off, it's her mother's weekend as well so I don't see her again until Monday afternoon. The house has been...