Zestful Blog Post #299
This post is dedicated to Katy Deutermann, who last Saturday
passed from this life to the next after a sudden fierce illness. She was an
avid reader of this blog and a fan of my books. And along with her husband
Steve, she was a special and much-admired friend. Hi, Steve. (Who remains a special
and much-admired friend.)
Most of us have lost comrades/acquaintances at a young age.
A few of our schoolmates, perhaps, didn’t live to see their 20th
birthday. Grandma and Grandpa go, then our parents. Along the way, you lose a friend
or two before their time. God forbid you ever lose a child. Then the losses
accelerate. And you realize, well, at some point I’m gonna be next.
And you think:
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What am I doing?
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What am I really doing?
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What am I supposed to be doing?
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Whose company do I cherish the most?
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Who do I want to share a table with?
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What is a quality life?
The seasons of life—and of work—come and go. Nobody gets it
perfect. And that’s as beautiful as perfection itself. What’s a pretty good use
of today?
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