As my friend Rhonda said, this may be my 60th birthday, but it’s my first “zombie birthday”!

On September 5, 2018, I bled out (subsequent to a botched medical procedure), had a heart attack and died. I was dead (no vital signs and no heartbeat) for more than 10 minutes.

I had a splendiferous time in heaven and did NOT want to come back! Nonetheless, I was convinced that I should return, and here I am, celebrating my 60th year in this particular light-pink jersey with blue eyes and black hair.

As always, I hope you’ll leave a comment below! I surely do love the comments.

Teddy and I love being here in the Midwest.