Listen to the mustn'ts, child. Listen to the don'ts. Listen to the shouldn'ts, the impossibles, the won'ts. Listen to the never haves, then listen close to me... Anything can happen, child. Anything can be. …Shel Silverstein
Today it feels good to know Mom is not in Chicago suffering / failing / in danger. Knowing she is released from the cage of that aged body that had served her so long so well.
So thank you Mom, thank You God for passing on such healthy genes to me. Now what may I do with this promise of longevity? There is no guarantee but what If I am headed for 93? What may I do with those 30 years. Morning pages @ 5/year = 150 more journals? I think I’d be pleased to capture 365 x 30 = 10,950 more sunrises. That would not be wasted time. No it just takes one special event to make all 11,000 days appear worthwhile in the judgment of some. Never the judgment of all.
So what’s for supper?
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