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This morning…Bertha…just reminded me…that…it’s my life…and…I get to choose…so…I should always choose the good stuff…

She says…it’s like being at a buffet…filled with delicious food…I can have anything I want from the table…or…I can choose that roll that has fallen on the floor…that has been stepped on and kicked aside…the choice is mine…

Hmmm…when she puts it that way…I think I’ll have prime rib and cheesecake…no more stale bread for me…not today…

Jane

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