My surgery was last September. Not that long ago in the scheme of things. And I had weeks and weeks away from work -- the longest time I've had off since I was 17. Yet I remember little of it. I remember just about every moment in the hospital, but little after I got home. Isn't that odd?
Fortunately I mused about it all. And Blogger has kept it organized and easy to find, as though it was just waiting for me to return to those September and October entries.
These are the thoughts and observations of me — a woman of a certain age. (Oh, my, God, I'm 65!) I'm single. I'm successful enough (independent, self supporting). I live just outside Chicago, the best city in the world. I'm an aunt and a friend. I feel that voices like mine are rather underrepresented online or in print. So here I am. If my musings resonate with you, please visit my blog again sometime.
I often times pull up my blog and hit the random button and read old entries. It's kind of funny how many times I'll read something that I totally forgot about. It's kind of fun. Not always, but usually.
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