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It is a lovely, sunny and warm Florida summer day. My youngest is complaining loudly that he is bored. The constant whining of “Mom, there’s NOTHING to do!” echoes throughout the house. I try to ignore his cries and delve further into my novel. In the blink of an eye, I am falling backwards in time and land ever so gently on the hammock in my parents’ backyard, swaying slightly,...
As you may know, The Midlife Gals chose cats instead of kids, which has worked out REALLY well...