Happy belated birthday, my forties were tough years, I had lost my parents by then, made me dig deeper to keep going as they had.
We never celebrate what we have become, simply get on with life, try stop every so often for a breather.
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That's freaking hectic. I lost my dad when I was 38... and the reality is that my overworked and exhausted mother isn't 40 anymore....she's 75 in November. I have to prepare for that, which is going to be a huge hit. I don't know how I'll cope... really.
With Mom around you will find a way to be together for her 75th. Having lost my parents a year apart me aged 39 it was never easy, we survive somehow.
Wow. That must have been unimaginably hard. I lost my dad and my uncle a month apart, but both parents? That's hectic :(
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We learn to carry on, not prepared to dwell on the past completely, still a lot to see, which is what they want you to do.