5 thoughts on “Walking into rooms forgetting why I am there”

1. And my world is this

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   1. Maybe why we understand each other so well?

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      1. Surprises me sometimes, first BFF wife used to kid me “Even a blind squirrel finds a nut sometimes,” her way of telling me even tho I was only a man, sometimes I got something right along the way(her way of keeping me grounded and humble.) I still hear that voice sometimes when the Grands kiss me before bedtime or just want to sit and hold on for no apparent reason. Unconditional love is forever even when we let our worries or concerns crowd out the positive influences in our lives. We have to be quiet and listen to the real voices, not the fears or worries. A better Man that I once said with humility, Fear Not and Let Not Your Heart Be Troubled.

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      2. The voices of my BFFs, way too soon departed wives, and children, beckon me to share more of my heart and soul real life stories to let others know tragedies can become blessings when you choose to survive and live instead of giving up&giving in to wallowing&self-pity. The pharmaceutical companies probably hate me for my unscientific self-remedies))). I will write more in the future, indeed. TY so much. ));<^^)))

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2. We have the same trash barrel in our kitchen ☺

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