Now that I’m 55+ and have lost several friends my own age to cancer and addiction, I am not picky. I like all my old friends. If I’m in touch with them at all at this point in my life, it means there was/is a real connection there.
In making new friends, I gravitate to people who both listen and talk. And obviously, no MAGA. That’s a deal-breaker.

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I’m sorry to hear about your friends. It sure puts life in perspective. I can relate.
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Thank you
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I totally agree!
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I had to google MAGA. Made me smile:)
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Haha! Yes, sometimes affectionately called MAGAts.
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I feel the same way, Mary. 🙂
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