HAPPY, JOYOUS, AND FREE in Postcards 4

Mid afternoon, the Pulmonary doctor called. The cancer had not metastasized to my brain, nor did my brain show any sign of any senior diseases. His Words. Normal he said.

After chatting with him for a moment, I sat out in the coolness of the Patio and said “Thank you, thank you thank you…and I am still saying it..”
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• Himself: Shopping and breakfast with me, then a good time at the museum.
• Myself: He bought desert at Vons on the way home.
• Photo: 1983, OB flood with Timothy’s Volvo.
• Reading: Just finished “GONE MISSING,” By Castillo. I think I will pick something gentler to read tomorrow.
• Gratitude’s: Oh my, Oh my, lots of gratitude’s.

Last updated August 31, 2019