Unless you have walked in my shoes you will not know the tragic task of watching - over 8 months - your 50 year old husband die of stomach cancer, leaving you with three young daughters to raise alone.
Or the daunting challenge of trying to carve out a career as a musician and learning that being a woman was a definite disadvantage, as the music industry was then, and still is to some extent, dominated by men.
But my happy ending is that those three young girls grew into beautiful, loving women who are taking wonderful care of their mother in her senior years. How lucky I am!
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