Proud

I’m always proud of my family, we love each other without judgment or repercussions-there might be an eye rolling by someone😀. I’m also proud of myself for keeping my sense of humor in a life subdued by a love hate relationship with my wheelchair, surviving two bouts of cancer twenty years apart, and living alone as a widow. Living alone has advantages but as most people would say, it would be nice to have a companion. But I’m pretty healthy, live in a nice apartment, have friends, and family living five minutes away. Who could ask for more than that? Speaking of proud…here’s a pic of some grandkids🥰
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