My, how parenting has changed over the decades. I’m certain I am creating all sorts of insightful adult therapy moments for my children, and that’s without even trying. I was reminded of how insane the 1970’s were when writing the post where I revealed that my mother kept bowls of fresh cigarettes in every social room of our house. Shut Keep reading!
There is some real upside to this cancer business. Cancer silver-linings indeed. I have re-connected with some beautiful friends I haven’t spoken to in decades. We just pick up the phone and start talking like time has been suspended. As if it weren’t thirty years since we sported Farrah Fawcett hairdos together and our greatest fear was public showering in the Junior High gym Keep reading!