I was doing pretty much the same things everybody else was last
December. Working, shopping, getting ready for the holidays.
On December 16th things changed. I had a routine mammogram,
which by the way, is a very good thing to do. After that my world
seemed to be occupied by oncologists, surgeons, and radiologists.
I was lucky enough to have no chemotherapy and very little radiation.
But the day before I thought I was insurable. Now I am not for the
forseeable future. No long-term-care, disability income, life or health applications. If I have no re-occurance I may be able to purchase
at least some of those policies in 5 or 10 years.
Thorton Wilder asked in the play “Our Town”, “Does anyone ever realize life every every minute?” No, it’s humanly impossible.
But some moments must be recognized and seized upon, because
they may never ever come aground again.
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