remembering jack benny

of course it was traumatic. it was a threshold i stumbled over, objecting loudly. life begins..? in hindsight, it did. and the next frontier, that halfway-to-attainable-with-blessings-birthday, had me truly trembling, short-sighted as i can sometimes be.
this particular momentous decade is a quarter gone. each day is a gift. no-one, alas, knows what tomorrow will bring, but i am grateful to have had so many yesterdays.