After my extraordinary mom passed away I had to deal with her ‘filled to the brim’ condo; along with the aching loss. For four years her cheerful residence was buried in medication and all the accoutrements that go along with the loss of independence and demise of well-being. And despite my mom’s valiant efforts to
Quit telling me how I should age. Yes, my body is aging and my mind wandering and wondering. I feel as though my soul is searching; searching for that level of acceptance, or at least acknowledgement, of the aging process written oh so favorably in magazine articles. ARE YOU KIDDING ME?? I so want to
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