Running Out The String

Being 80 is taking some getting used to.  I’m reflecting a lot about life’s natural span. I’m neither fearful nor complaining. I accept that life is what it is – for as long as it lasts.  Then I’ll die. The length of life’s string depends on not being in the wrong place at the wrong time. It depends on the genetic hand I was dealt. And it depends on how well I protect myself physically, spiritually and emotionally. In my 60 professional...

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