
As I have a look around my life I find it wanting. Not for material items for sure, but the fact that I have too many things and too little space. I have two boys...men actually, and I'm sure that they don't want to have to go through a bunch of junk that I have collected over the years. I figure this is a good opportunity to get through all of the things I have and make it so that my children don't have to go through the bother of sorting through everything if something were to happen to me. I'm hoping I don't have to worry about that for a quite a while mind you, but one never knows. In 2000 we dealt with the death of my mother

On another note, I got a clean bill of health from my doctor's office the other day. I couldn't believe how anti-climactic it was...first of all the nurse couldn't even get my name straight..then she just told me that everything was okay. I asked again to make sure that she had the right person, and she said yes...that my test was okay. After I hung up I asked myself why I wasn't more relieved, and I didn't really have an answer. It just seemed that I had waited so long to hear that everything was alright that I couldn't really take in what she was saying. Short story even longer...I guess I'm fine....which is certainly a relief. Till then...I'll say Wen.
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