On a rather sad note, someone very special to me died suddenly in her sleep last night. I didn't know her well, but she was the only person in this little euro village I live in that has always gone out of her way to be friendly, to go by first-name (a biggie here..) and to talk with me although I don't speak the language. I would see her almost daily at the local market. She was only 54. I will miss her terribly.
But, beyond my immediate heartbreak, I can't help thinking that this should remind me of how short life can be and how expected the end may come. Now is the time to take the best care of ourselves that we can.
olly
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