Seasons of Change

It’s my age I think that makes me more aware than ever….no one is exempt of course.  I think we don’t really address our own mortality until we lose a parent, a spouse, or we hit the big 5-0.

Last week my Fathers sister died of complications due to colon cancer.  She was nearly 80.

This morning, My 2nd cousin…67, died in her sleep. No idea the cause.

I’m luckier than many.  I knew 2 of the 4 great grandmothers, all my grandparents, scads and scads of Great Aunts and Great Uncles, and all their children. Not just “knew” but grew up with….played with…caused trouble with, lol.

At 51, I shouldn’t be surprised.

Yep *sigh* it’s the season of change…

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  1. I’m so sorry for your loss sweet friend and I’m so sorry that I didn’t get reading here until now. ((warm long hugs))

    Thank you, sweetie. Needed that long, warm hug this morning. *smile*

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