I ran my life at full tilt.
No wiggle room.
Every minute. Every scrap of energy.
Was spoken for.
Well, at least until the pandemic
and MS with heart problems
A yucky thing with a gift 🎁 attached.
With a sting in its tail.
Except, it’s a good sting–a “eucatastrophe” to coin a Tolkeinesk phrase.
it has done us GOOD. 🌻
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