I read your “blast”. You might consider calling future versions the blueheronlament. Stop with the self loathing. You’re a pragmatist. You gotta do what you gotta do. As I mentioned in another message, aging is a relentless cascade of humiliations. Yours are serious, for sure. It’s a lot of pressure and overwhelms. If it’s any consolation, see the attached cartoon. That’s precisely how I read the obituaries. You’re lucky you’ve got your wife and she’s lucky to have you. It’s no small comfort. DA
David is of course correct. It is beneath me to engage in these craven exercises in maudlin sentimentality. After all, it's not like it's my first rodeo. At the risk of sounding even more self loathing, I'm such a wuss.