I have spent the last hour rereading all my 2024 posts. Which tells me a few things. It really was a great year with so many amazing nuggets and blessings; and I didn't post enough. Once upon a time I wrote nearly every day. Life wasn't quite as busy in those days, and I appreciate …
The final straw…
So, there could have been a lot of things that spurred a change in my behaviors. My father had serious heart problems, a massive heart attack at 54 (quadruple bypass and a valve replacement) and passed away at 63. That could do it. But it doesn't. My brother recently suffered a mild heart-attack at 57. He lives near me. I see the changes he's making. Maybe it should be that. All these wake up calls. But it wasn't. It was something much simpler, much more vane. A tennis bracelet. My wrist is so thick, I cannot wear my tennis bracelet. I can't wear any bracelets.
Shrinking Shay 