Inspired
last night my brother went to a rosary for a girl who was only 22. it made me really sad. but then i thought i shouldn't be sad. i should be thankful for being alive and healthy. she had leukemia and was only diagnosed at age 20. so that got me thinking...what was i doing on Feb. 22 when i was 22. i couldn't find a journal or planner that i wrote in when i was 22. but hubster and i were dating and i still lived in san marcos with s. therefore i am sure i was having plenty o' good times. not a care in the world. i have plenty to be happy about.
on a different topic, sex and the city ended perfect. i couldn't have asked for a better ending! =)
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