I thought this was a weed in my yard, and even though I tried to kill it, it bloomed into this sunflower. Talk about hope. |
Saturday, July 7, 2012
Here I go again.
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I thought this was a weed in my yard, and even though I tried to kill it, it bloomed into this sunflower. Talk about hope. |
Musings on age, art and death. As a geriatrician, artist and widow, I have opinions on all of these. Family, dogs, solitude and God are my daily reasons for being. As I age, I experience the need for simplicity, paring down, daily silence and artistic expression. Narrowing my focus to things that make me happiest is my quest. No bucket list for me, I live with no regrets. Rather choosing a few things in life that will help me be joyful is my goal.
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