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I am dying.
Scary words, until you realize that from the moment we are born, we begin to die.
I am dying. So are you. Dying is a part of living.
As Benjamin Franklin possibly said,
…in this world nothing can be said to be certain, except death and taxes.
In most circles, death is not an oft-discussed topic, at least publicly.
I’m a bit of an odd duck when it comes to picking friends; most of mine are eligible for the senior coffee discount at McDonald’s.
With age, I suppose, comes a certain awareness that while the end may not be near, it is inevitable. At least once a week, one of my silver-tressed friends tosses out a phrase like,
if I’m still here next year,
we both know I won’t be here much longer.
Recently, a close friend confided,
I came across…
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