Kidding. It's not amazing at all. Just there are a few times in one's life when you would like the moment to last. It doesn't except in our memory. Debatable as to whether or not that is the better thing...time moving on. After all, getting stuck in one moment until we pass away does seem a bit overwhelming, doesn't it?
I am still reeling from the passing of Beth Marie. Though we spoke often and I knew where she was, a hospice, still I did not expect her to ever be in one. I was devastated at her continuing diagnosis and then I never expected her to leave us so quickly.
I'm just checking in. Instead of the usual things each day that I set to do or accomplish, I have decided to take part of the day to rearrange the drawers in the bedroom and some of my pajamas in the linen closet. I have too many ancient sets of pi's that never see the light of day and now I am certain they won't. Off they go. I don't need them as rags. Too many already. I think I may head to the dump and recycle center before the skies open up again.
Why not head on in there with me while I pull out the last drawer and sort the things in there and get rid of "I will never wear this again" stuff? I need the company. Boring job. Come on..get up..let's go. We'll have some sparkling mandarin orange water for a treat afterward. Last one in by the dresser is a rotten egg. *zoom*
Saw this on FB this morning. LOVE it.