Another night with very little sleep. The words of a song kept playing in my mind: “What have I to fear…“ The words of the song—plus the inspirational email message from a cousin—are better than my gourmet coffee first thing in the morning.
POSTSCRIPT at 1:30 PM: “Cousin” gave me permission to share “the inspirational email message.” Those Lucky Sharks. Sadly, I see myself in the article. I am the product of a dysfunctional family. My children, likewise, are the recipients of ancestral dysfunction.
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