80-89, F
Old. Happy, mostly, but cranky occasionally.
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Not much to tell, I guess. I’m very happy in a relationship with a lovely man. But frequently teary, because my first born died at the age of 59.
You know how some people die from high blood pressure? Well, her blood pressure kept bottoming out. She pass out, then when she fell, the blood would manage to make it to her brain and then she’d revive. She was in hospital for two weeks and they sent her home with medication. It apparently didn’t work. Six months later, she died. Her last words were, “Why is this happening to me again?”
So my life is one endless round of gratitude for what I have in my life, two living, loving daughters and a wonderful man who keeps me smiling all the time. And then the downside, that great huge gaping hole in my heart where my Sherry used to live.
That’s my life in a nutshell.
You know how some people die from high blood pressure? Well, her blood pressure kept bottoming out. She pass out, then when she fell, the blood would manage to make it to her brain and then she’d revive. She was in hospital for two weeks and they sent her home with medication. It apparently didn’t work. Six months later, she died. Her last words were, “Why is this happening to me again?”
So my life is one endless round of gratitude for what I have in my life, two living, loving daughters and a wonderful man who keeps me smiling all the time. And then the downside, that great huge gaping hole in my heart where my Sherry used to live.
That’s my life in a nutshell.