It's an odd thing to be in my fifties. I'm only into my second year of it and so far its most prominent characteristic is the bittersweet. While I am enjoying so much and learning to be open to the universe more than I ever have been, I can also see the beginning of a lifetime of loss that I will also have to endure. I suppose I am still so blue
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Also I'm so jealous that freak1c got to spend time with you the other day and not me. Someday soon...
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I love you so much, fellow weirdo witchy woman!
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I was thinking what to use as my epitaph and decided it will be almost the last words from "A month in the country" J.L.Carr, a perfect gem of a novelette:
"You can ask and ask, but you can never have again what you once thought was yours forever.... It is gone and you can only wait for the pain to ease".
(slightly paraphrased as my copy of the book is upstairs and I have two cats on my lap!).
Yours, Jane Branfield
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