2026~ Living in Two Worlds
 A new year has begun. It started as an unseasonably chilly one here in south Florida, which characteristically annoyed the residents; quite a few ladies even complained that their furs (from the last century) were still up in NY. Luckily, we didn’t have to endure any of the weather up north and lately we have had gorgeous, cloudless days with temperatures up in the 80s and no humidity. I’ve been hearing birds chirping more than usual now. It sounds like the birds of spring who are returning to their home. Their sound fills me with some comfort, maybe because birds always remind me of my maternal grandmother. This time of year also reminds me of my grandma, Fannie, who lived with my family until her death when I was almost 16. That was exactly one day and 54 years ago. She was 89 and never lost her sense of humor. As a matter of fact, the day the EMTs from the ambulance wheeled her out the door to take her to the hospital, we all went over to her to ask her if she was okay, she r...