Two of my friends died in the last year.  One of a massive stroke at the young age of 53.  The other after a seven-year marathon cage fight with a serious illness.  They did not know each other, but they both knew me. As I stand and stare into the mirror, attempting to fumble my way through my daily routine, I feel anything but routine.  Getting ready for work, a rather structured and active part of my day, suddenly feels...

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