Gadzooks Batman! I slept 10 hours last night!

Am nearly funneling coffee down my gullet as I type. Once my body and brain reintroduce themselves, it will be a remarkable day as I dip into my energy reserves.

Yesterday someone posted a wonderful comment about me on Facebook. Words included were inspiration, grace, valuable life lessons...

And as usual, I have something to say about that.

First of all, I've known Darcy for quite a few years. I'm old enough to be her mother, she's young enough to be my daughter. And I'll tell you what... she's an old soul with wisdom to the likes I've never known. She's just downright amazing. I wish she wrote more - would post here. She has sensibility and heart that I'll have to try to hone in my next life.

So, for her to express such kind observations about moi was humbling and received with such a happy heart.

But this is the dealio:

I make my life an open book with no editor, and I think oftentimes people see themselves on my pages. They identify without having to reveal themselves like I do so freely... with no filter or safety net. I think people become rapt with my candor because my words give them permission to realize they aren't alone in this unpredictable world of ours.

Hope that made sense. I can be a jackass with the best of them. Perhaps, just perhaps what makes me different is that my inner compass is strong and I always try to make things right. Sometimes I can't... and I just move on... though often at great personal expense and that's when the Emotional Stone rolls over me.

I really, really like to think that everyone is trying their best to be the best person possible.

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This is the most important part of my message:

When I was first diagnosed I ruminated the chapters of my life. I felt there were so many missteps. (Thank God my therapist had a different opinion and set me right straight!) Yet... a compelling thought arrived one day:

If I felt I hadn't lived right, I wanted to die right.


And don't you see! It really doesn't matter if I die today or 20 years from now - by dying right, I will be living right.

If there's ever to be anything important to know about me, it's that simple thought, which ahem, I think is quite brilliant.

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Moving on to much lighter fare. Below are some photos.




David and Olivia attended a formal reception last night. David is handsome in his dress blues and Olivia is as stunningly beautiful as ever. They are a storybook couple and bring gigantic joy to my life




This is a photo of my bedside nightstand with a lamp I bought at the Ladybug Consignment Shop in Monteagle, which recently burned to the ground. It's a terrible photo - but I love this retro lamp!



The rooms have been measured, the carpet ordered. I'm buzzing with happiness. The living room will require a seam off to the side, but care must be taken that the dragonflies don't suddenly have bumblebee wings etc. *laughing* So, extra carpet had to be ordered (oye) that will be made into runners for the hallways. Yay!




And last night Neighbor Olivia and I went out to dinner. She's such a joy in my life. She's funny and witty and smart and oh-so-talented and beautiful and 100% of her molecular make-up is all heart.

As always, thanks for being here with me and for me.