If there is anything at all that's different about this blog and other four that I hope somebody stumbles upon, it's the age thing. At 90, I could be the father or grandfather of most internet users. It would be real nice if that made me wise It just puts me in a very different place from anyone who reads my geriatric ramblings.
I am a widower as of 2013 My parents, aunts and uncles, siblings and all but a few possible cousins are long gone. How could someone half my age or younger possibly relate to anything I say about death?
There's not much I can tell them. So I talk to myself. Isn't that what many bloggers do? It's good to see your thoughts on screen and be surprised at what you wrote. You think, " Did I say that? Is that what I've been thinking?"
That's a pretty good reason to keep a journal or diary or write a blog about life, death and everything in between. If you need comments, put it on facebook. If it's your personal diary, do a blog.
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