I will open by stating the obvious: I have had an easy, comfortable, enjoyable life.
My parents are still alive and married to each other and through their generosity and the lessons they taught I have never gone hungry for as much as a meal, never spent a night outside because I had no place to call home, never been cold on a winter day because I couldn’t buy a coat. I’ve never broken a bone, seen anyone die in my presence, been the victim of a real violent crime, served in the military or even fired a gun in anger (or at all since summer camp when I was 12).
No life, of course, is perfect and so my years have had their downs. I was mugged by four teenagers in Asbury Park when I was one myself but other than being held by one and threatened with a big stick by another but only lost the $6.25 and an otherwise empty cheap wallet. I’ve suffered from anxiety for over 25 years and have barely adequate eyesight, and have chubby to fat since I was 10 despite years of efforts to get thin by eating right and exercising. Apparently too much and not enough respectively. I’ve been divorced.
Getting divorced, though, meant I was single when I met Vivian which I think is the most wonderful day in these 45 years. No one has made me so happy and feel so loved.
Gah, enough rambling. Life is good, enjoy every day you have and every person you meet.
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