Remember when you were a kid and you had a record player?…Ha, yeah I know – waaaayyyyy back when. Well, I had a flip top portable that played 45 records and I, like many others, had a few favorite records that skipped. The same phrase would play again and again and again. So to keep
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The closer you get to the end of your life the more concentrated the experience and memories of the past become. Our greatest moments of happiness seem like they just happened yesterday and the deepest wounds lay fresh, open and bleeding. So I am finding in the final days with my father. He can’t tell
You’re right……… It’s not about me…..it’s about moments and getting through to the next one. AND THIS TOO SHALL PASS Life is a lesson….I hate home work.
Diary of a MAD * FAT * WOMAN..... 