That's it, really. Mind you, I'm not impressed. I know at least one person who has kept a journal faithfully for decades. Then again, a blog isn't a journal and a journal isn't a blog. The stuff that I can't publish here would fill volumes. (If you think I've been indiscreet, try to imagine the stuff I shut up about!) Anyway, there's one year down; here's to many more!
Meanwhile, sister Anne proves once again that she's a genius by cutting right through the Gordian knot. She simply offered to pay for a ride service to take Dad to dialysis three times a week, and he accepted. And my stress level falls something spectacular.
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