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Permission To Rethink

The sun rises in a golden sky from behind purple hued mountains

We called her Monty. A nickname, for sure, but to call her by her “real” name would mean that you may be talking to yourself, for she may not respond. Looking back, I know that Monty was a gem. We met when I worked in a retirement community. Monty was an “independent resident,” and was […]