As I steadily approach the successful completion of my 35th year on this crazy, little, spinning rock I marvel that I'm here. I was the girl was going to die before she hit 28 and how I didn't achieve that might be argument for the the existence of a Higher Power. I did almost everything in my power to make that happen. So how did I get so lucky to make it this far when others didn't?
I don't have an answer. Just a question I'm asking.