“My days were not days of the week, bearing the stamp of any heathen deity, nor were they minced into hours and fretted by the ticking of a clock; for I lived like the Puri Indians, of whom it is said that "for yesterday, today, and tomorrow they have only one word, and they express the variety of meaning by pointing backward for yesterday forward for tomorrow, and overhead for the passing day."
"You fall, you rise, you make mistakes, you live, you learn.
You're human, not perfect. You've been hurt, but you're alive.
Think of what a precious privilege it is to be alive – to breathe,
to think, to enjoy, and to chase the things you love. Sometimes there is
sadness in our journey, but there is also lots of beauty. We must keep
putting one foot in front of the other even when we hurt,
for we will never know what is waiting for us just around the bend"...
"In 1862, Adelina Patti sang "Home Sweet Home" for President and Mrs. Lincoln. The remarkable thing about this is that Patti lived into the first two decades of the 20th century and due to the invention of phonograph recordings, we still can hear the song heard by Lincoln in the same, if older, voice".
I have been absent from the forum more than usual, these past few weeks. My Wife who has had imbalance issues for 5 years, had a small (under 4cm), contained, stage 1 tumor removed from her lung, laproscopically. All went well, and tests indicate no other cancer in her, and no chemo will be needed. She has been home fora week and is recovering slowly, but surely.
Her best friend from 3rd grade, who has been her closest friend over the years, sent a magnificent arrangement of variegated lilies, that are yet to bloom. Around the bend.....by Easter they should be a sight to behold!