Ghostwriter
I can’t say that it was a perfect day, but I got my walking in that’s for sure. I guess pound those feet helped me to think and get out of the house for a time. That was a good thing.
I did get in my water and broth.
The funeral talk is written. I have practiced. I am hopeful that I can deliver it in a manner that will please the family. It always makes me nervous to speak and still it is hard to so no when asked to do it.
I keep thinking perhaps something that I write here might be helpful for others, but that doesn’t seem to be the case. Not that it has to I am still thinking out loud so I guess it would be a good time to day – I am still on track and I hope to stay that way all year, here or elsewhere, it’s important to me.
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