I ran my life at full tilt.
No margins.
No wiggle room.
Every minute. Every scrap of energy.
Was spoken for.
You know?
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. 🌻
I’m thankful.
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