This time last year, I had just endured my first surgery. You may be wondering how I managed to live so long avoiding such a feat but I can assure you, no matter how old you are, the first time is always significant and humbling.
Back then I was thankful for decades of previous great health, my friends and family who dug deep to help me through the experience, my little dog, Taffy, for being such an undemanding companion.
This year, however, while I am still deeply appreciative of my family and friends and the profound things of life, I find myself grateful for weird, prickly things.
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