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karen, i was diagnosed 8 years ago at the age of 48. at that time my two toungest were 22 and 13. my wife and i immediately told our children. we didn't know much about pd, so our kids learned with us. a mistake i made, was asking them not to tell anyone. i was having a tough time accepting it myself. i went through the normal depression, denial, reluctant acceptance, and finally " what the hell. i have it, let's deal with it". i have learned that complete openness about the fact that i had pd was beneficial to both me and my family. i try to keep my kids apprised of my progression( they probably know it long before i tell them). i have also learned that feeling sorry for myself is a waste of time and energy. as scarlett o'hara so succintly put it,"i'll worry about that tomorrow" murph brown