I give thanks for friends that accept me as I am, nowdays. Childlike, somewhat fragile, rather less capable but nonetheless, still desiring to participate. Life does not vamp, Life does not mark time. As I engage my own life challenges, I remain willing to sally forth, swallowing my pride that I cannot entirely be who my friends have long known me to be. Yet I am…such as I am. Hard to say how Tucker will emerge from this chrysalis of surgical restoration. Can’t make any promises. Won’t write any checks I can’t cover.
Regardless, know that I am grateful for all generosity received, during this transition.