The above cracked me up. My northern friends will understand why this is so very funny.
Kim, Jerry and I haven’t gotten up from the breakfast table (Anne’s out at an appointment) since we sat down ages ago. We gab, checked our email and facebook, gab again, take phone calls from daughter and husband…What a nice morning.
I was at Mass with Anne this Sunday. I (think) I believe that God isn’t pulling the strings on this cancer thing but just like the last time I had cancer, I’m done in by church. I came back from communion, bowed my head and inside (not out loud) I was shrieking, “Just let me live. I can’t go yet. Just let me live.” and then “God give me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change” and then back to “I want to live. Do you hear me” “God give me the serenity..” It was like there were two crazy people inside me…the one who’s scared to death and the one who has the sense to know it will all work out. Honestly, I don’t know why I went a little nuts but it’s happened before. Funny how you don’t know what you think until you see what you say (or pray).
Inside for the day…waiting for the ice storm of the century. It’s rainy and raw right now…not a good day for a walk. We’ll have to find things to do if we ever get up from the kitchen table.
Photo below: This was in one of the gift shops at MD Anderson. Have you ever seen anything like this?