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Every part of me is loved

There are years that ask questions and then there are years that answer the questions I have a heart-shaped sugar cookie with red frosting that G-man gave me propped up on my desk. I liked looking at it. It reminded me of him. The ghosting started over a week ago, and I have reconciled feeling disappointed, sad, and hurt with words of gratitude for the experience.  It is okay to be angry. Every part of me…

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How Are You Really?

I’m good enough. Swimming through the myriad thoughts I am having are: When people ask me these days, how are you? My response is always good enough. And it is true. My years ahead are far fewer than those behind me. I have friends who are dear to me. My health is relatively good – some stiffness, some reduced capacity, still enjoy riding my bike, looking forward to swimming again, plus I have newfound clarity…

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