Feels like coming home. in New Immigrant

  • Feb. 25, 2015, 1:46 p.m.
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Think I’ll hunker right down here for awhile and catch up with you.

All that hullabaloo about my lungs was much todo about nothing.
Two doctors have concurred that if I don’t have symptoms, I
shouldn’t worry. Will probably have chest x-rays every once in awhile to check. Of course I am enormously relieved but also wish I’d kept my mouth shut to you until I knew more. Feel like I cried “Wolf” and am angry at myself for causing concern where none was needed.

Otherwise, life is good. Tom acts downright happy to have me with him and the feeling is mutual. We both laugh out loud at these silly cats all day long.

Everything seems different though, facing 70 this year with
life determined to rub our noses in our mortality. Not
depressed about it, more like stunned. Dedicated to
living in the moment.

Have felt abysmal about politics and the inaction on global warming. I believe we’ve waited too long. No way out of some scary, sad changes.

Now, on that happy note, I want to begin catching up with you.


Last updated February 25, 2015


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