Today, December 18th, I turn 57. Yesterday, December 17th was the 63rd anniversary of my parents wedding.

They were wed on Dec. 17, 1960. I was born December 18, 1966.

Not much else to say. I'm just living life as I can and trying to adjust to being alone. Both my parents have passed and my only sibling(a brother) has passed. Also, I had a stroke in early 2020. Things are not easy, but I get by.

I've always been "tender-hearted" but now I'm emotional at the drop of a hat. I get teary eyed sometimes for no apparent reason. Not sure if I feel sorry for myself or I'm sad that I'm all alone. Not sure how other people deal with it. I prefer being at my house which just leads to more isolation. However, I do like doing what I want whenever I want. It is a catch 22. Used to say that we were a private family. Now I'm just a private person. Enough of the pity party. 

Happy Birthday to me.