Last night I wrote about a third of this post, more or less. This morning I picked it back up and said “hey, this is sounding familiar…”
My kids know most of my stories now too. When we’re out and about and something reminds me of a memory, they finish my thought about two-thirds of the time now.
This is the 2,970th post on BoWilliams.com. I wonder how many of my memories/anecdotes are left for me to share with my kids?
I’m only 45. Is this supposed to be happening yet?