Oh! Fantasy-sunshine dreams!
Just “feeling”-sorry for my poor ole-self---again…when…Voila!
Grandson Z. Tyler called for a phone-visit;
he enlightened-me!?
Wednesday at his workplace, a 37-year
old-man dropped dead,
out
of the blue, of a brain-aneurism; he and his wife had signed
adoption-papers on “Tuesday” after a 5-year
wait! Wow!
Gee! Suddenly---I don’t feel so-sorry…for
very Lucky-me!
Amen!
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