Well, some days really are better than others. Having children gives you the clarity to see the difference between a good day, and a bad day. Bad days contain tears and wheezing, and good days are filled with running feet and fighting. Because if ya got the energy to fight, you're feeling pretty good.
Maggie earned her white belt in karate today. She had to recite her name, phone number and full address. Nora doesn't sound like a fifty year old with emphyesema . And I'm going out to sushi with my husband. Everyone is happy. Everyone is healthy. And it doesn't get any better than that.
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The older I get the more I find happiness in the most simple of situations.
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