By my own reckoning, I shouldn't be sitting here.
I should have been dead dozens of times.
Yet, still here. God's not done with me yet. My kids are finally on the verge of independence, a place I never thought they'd get to. Elder starts his second job on my 50th birthday. With a little guidance, he'll get through all the necessary hoops. But I couldn't have planned any of the things that have happened for him in the last 6 months.
We've just been hanging in there. Doing the best we can. And I expect the coming days and years will be more of the same.
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