..at tail's end of life...sipping it slowly..feeling the grass under my feet...rain dripping down cheeks..
I agree. I lost my husband in 1991, he was 32 years old and then I lost my son in 1992, he was on 2 years old.Those tragedies made me wonder about my own mortality.I think that it made me throw caution to the wind and enjoy life better.
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I agree. I lost my husband in 1991, he was 32 years old and then I lost my son in 1992, he was on 2 years old.
Those tragedies made me wonder about my own mortality.
I think that it made me throw caution to the wind and enjoy life better.
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