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I have spent the last week arguing with myself because I can’t argue with my friend. Her mind is made up. She will not fight cancer.
Tag: <span>friends</span>
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Last year, we received four Christmas cards, and two of them were commercial advertisements. I miss getting letters and cards in the mail. Nowadays, our mailbox is full of flyers and promotions, as well as chain letters, for millions of valued customers like us (who aren’t valued at all). It stinks!
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I have a ‘Worry Chair’ and sitting in it is part of my daily routine. It wasn’t my idea, but the result of a group brainstorming. A bunch of middle-aged ladies at a weekend retreat, painting, talking, drinking, eating, and laughing. That’s when the concept was born.
What? Be grateful for negative things? Seriously? What’s the point of this nonsense?
No, I’m serious.
The day just started and now it’s 6 pm
The month is almost over, it happened so quickly
It’s only spring; a new year is just around the corner
Thirty, forty, fifty, sixty years go by too fast
Last week, I teared up when a comment left on my Finally-2024 post surprised me. Lately, I have been wondering if I should continue blogging. Is it worth it, and what have I accomplished with it?
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As so often, the loving Christmas decorations all around me had left me completely cold. I was rushing by.
When I turned 40, friends placed a large sign in our front yard, and neighbors driving by honked. Lordy, lordy, look who turned 40 it read. When I turned 50, I got the funniest cards, and all made fun of my age, but for my 60th, no one dared to do that. That kind of speaks for itself. I guess it means
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We often structure everything so much that we forget life can’t be drawn on a drawing board or planned in advance. Unforeseen things happen. The most beautiful moments of happiness and also the greatest low blows lurk everywhere -professionally as well as privately.