Enduring the 60 Blog

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On particularly rough days, when I’m sure I can’t possibly endure, I like to remind myself that my track record for getting through bad days so far is 100%.

I consider myself lucky.  Maybe not lucky in love.  And not lucky ENOUGH when I gamble (but that’s gonna change next month!).  I’m lucky when it comes to my life.

As children, we didn’t know of any friends or neighbors who were divorced or came from dysfunctional families.  (That wasn’t even a word back then.)  My parents were married for more than 30 years when mom passed away.  Then dad remarried a lovely woman and he was happy for more than ten years before she passed away.  (Yes, we joke about “dad and his women” often!)  Dad had some bad days after his loves were gone and when he passed, he knew he had done something right raising Leslie and me.

Growing up, we didn’t want for anything.  We had a stay-at-home mom, a dad who worked retail and worked every weekend, and we had food on the table every night.  We took summer vacations, and the only negative I can think of right now is that Leslie and I shared a room.  Our bedroom had a built-in closet that separated the beds, so it was almost like having two separate rooms, except her half had the door and closet, but my half had the television!

As an adult and living on my own, I’ve been lucky with roommates (Leslie, of course, and Marcy, the mother of the greatest woman on earth) and jobs.  I’ve worked at a successful job,  did nine years of volunteer work at the Ronald McDonald House, and have held several leadership positions on the various levels of NALS…the association for legal professionals.  I have some really good friends, near and far, and lots of Facebook friends and acquaintances.  Now if I could only get more friends and acquaintances to read and like this blog!

Sitting here today, I’m thinking about the particularly rough days referenced above.  For me, there weren’t too many, or I’ve chosen to file them away in a little corner of my brain.  I’ve survived 100% of those bad days, and that’s something to be proud of.





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