My in-laws (The Houseguests) have just departed after inflicting on us unimaginable horrors, the last of which necessitated a visit from a 911 emergency team (yes, it got that bad; they turned our home into a hospice). From them I learned what it means to lead unexamined lives. Despite it all, they retained an inordinate amount of compassion…for themselves. Thanks to all my epistolary friends who held my hand throughout the 8 weeks, especially to my mom, and to the gentleman who kept me smiling with lines like, “Even a dog wags his tail when someone serves him dinner” (as opposed to…)
Unexamined Lives
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