Two years ago, I wrote about turning 45.
Last year, I didn’t have much to say about turning 46.
But this year, I have thoughts about turning 47.
I have a lot of thoughts.
Today I decided to look through my calendar to refresh my memory from the past year. What I saw was a whole lot of doctor’s appointments.
- Mine—I have a very bad back.
- And my husband’s—he has been diagnosed with rheumatoid arthritis.
This has been a year of “coming to terms.”
I’m coming to terms with the fact that: Continue reading