Three years ago, I wrote a blog entitled “Plummeting.” Although it describes an event that occurred almost seventeen years ago, the subject is still a timely one, so I’m going to reblog it. It is linked to a blog entitled “Soaring” that completes the message.
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The weekend before, we had had our last moving sale and had nearly cleared out our very overladen house in California. We’d sold as much of our accumulated lives as possible–a 125 years (sum of our two ages) combined total of collecting art as well as material and tools for making art. We were shedding the detritus of our old lives to begin a new life in the house we had just purchased in Mexico. Our van was fully packed with not one inch of spare space other than a place for our cat and two more suitcases we would add when we finally took off for our retirement in Mexico. We had only one more appointment–to talk to our doctor about the results of Bob’s last physical examination, which had included an ultrasound.
We’d been on a high for months as we prepared to head out for our…
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