It’s official: I’m in my mid-fifties. I hear people often complaining about getting older, but, having been around early death and extended terminal conditions for most of my life, I thank my lucky stars to be here and in sound mind (mostly) and body (ditto).
Life continues throwing curveballs. My dad’s surgery was mostly successful but not without compl…
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