I do definitely feel like I was given a new lease at life when I survived having that aneurysm. I just have no clue what to do with it. When Kirk died and when I found out for sure it was an overdose I started thinking maybe I should be helping the drug Community. The invisible part of society that nobody cares whether they live or die. Or at least that's the way it seems. But what can I do? I've always wished there was a way I could help the homeless, the poor, the broken. Maybe this is where it should begin? But I have no idea how to start.
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- This is the last years of my life. I started journaling when I was 8 years old but almost all of them are lost of destroyed. I still love pen and paper!! But doubt anyone would ever even look at a handwritten journal these days . I'm leaving this for grandchildren who might someday want to know who Grandma Rhoda was.
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