I qualify for free coffee at the fast food restaurants. Not that I GO to fast food restaurants – but if I did, they’d give me free coffee. Maybe I’ll start going just for the free coffee.
So. Here I am. 55. I’m trying really, really hard to muster up a little self-pity here. I’m trying to squeeze out an ounce of poor me and maybe even a little tear drop. Trying…trying…NOPE

All I feel right now is a tremendous sense of freedom. I feel thankful and grateful to God that I’m here and I’m healthy and I have children who love me, friends who love me, the very best sister in the world, a healthy family – my mom and dad are still with me. Yes, my mother drives me nuts sometimes, but I’m so thankful she’s here to celebrate this day with me. Self-pity? Not today. Woohoo…I’m 55. What’s next?
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