What is it about a date? A day marked with a red circle on a wall calendar or a reminder on your phone, but some dates are forever etched in your mind, and need no reminder. For me, my mothers death, July 31, 1976 will be at the top of the list, then comes my husband’s, July 13, 2013. I just now see the two dates are transposed numbers—weird! My wedding on July 3, 1966 and my daughter’s wedding on February 6, 1993 are also etched in my mind. The dates of two cancer diagnoses also forever known.
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Amazing how stuff like that happens.
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