The only regret of my 69 years is that I am an only child. When I was young I desperately wanted a brother or sister. Luckily for me, my DH has 3 sisters so my children have aunts, uncles and cousins. When DH & I were courting we lived a distance apart so we spent one weekend at his house and one weekend at mine. I always looked forward to my weekend at my DH's house with his parents and sisters and the eldest one was often there with her DH and baby son. I loved the noise and, what to me, was great fun. He, on the other hand, loved the peace and quiet at my house with just DM and me. Now I am older I struggled with having the sole responsibility of making decisions about my DM with dementia, which always left me feeling guilty, though people have said I was lucky as they were constantly battling with siblings whilst making any decisions. I suppose, having said all that, the grass is always greener. I have been blessed with 2 children, a lovely DDiL and 3 amazing grandchildren to whom I am very close.