The three previous posts are based on events that happened to me in three different decades of my life. I was in my 20s when I sat down to an Invisible Picnic. I was in my 30s when a baby Smile warmed my heart on my last day of clowning around. I was in my 40s when I began my journey down the Endless Road.
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Isn't it always so special to look back in life, the stories and feelings? To know that we've come this far in life.
Hello Gloria
Times I saw my life as a failure seem to have a measure of doing the right thing that I didn't see in my mind's eye until I wrote it down.
I come far enough to see my grandchildren and I hope I can go far enough to see my great grandchildren in this life.
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