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Bill Ziegler's avatar

At 75, I am healthier than I was in 1975 — the year Crohn's Disease suddenly arrived. At age 28. Fortunately, my employer — Dance Freight Lines — continued paying my complete salary for the full two months that I was hospitalized.

Crohn's then struck my brother, then his son, then my son Alan.

The suicide of my wife Jeanne — and mother of my two children — struck on 13 September 1983.

Never taking on the role of "victim" has made my life, and (I hope) the lives of each person I am honored to know, a source of great strength and resilience.

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Debora Hayward's avatar

Yes, exactly! I’m in a similar place right now. I’m seeing my 45 yo face sag and it’s harder to recover from tiny injuries. Like you, I stopped dying my hair, but I think I may throw in a few lowlights so I don’t mess up my pretty grey streak. But what’s more, is the social pressure to look younger. All the fillers and Botox EVERYWHERE is very oppressive and depressing. I’m not going to puff my wrinkles. Yes, sun spots are a thing. I’m still having a hard time embracing this free spirit, while seeing my face sag, while others fill and inject their way to a creepy kind of “youth.”

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