Thanks For My Birthday
Well, 47 years ago today my dear mother was enduring the really hard and final part of a nine-month physical nightmare. Why any woman puts up with it is beyond me. And, of course, that's really only the beginning. What follows is 18 years of a job. Jobs can be rewarding, I suppose, but it's still a job. But it occurs to me that when you get to be this age what one ought to really take into account and celebrate is what your parents had to endure so you'd get to enjoy this life. So: thanks mom & dad.
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