August 25, 2020
“Love is a friendship set to music.”
Yesterday my children and I met with the staff of the medical rehab center where my wife is now located. We learned that she is not responding well to therapy and may have to move to long term care. The news is somewhat devastating for being separated after our 67 years of married life is difficult. I know that she is getting and will get better care than I could give her, but each day I miss my life long companion. At least we are in the same facility and I can visit her daily.
Recently one of my grand sons wrote a poem for his brothers wedding. I am reprinting in below as it reflects the feelings I have.
Our Love is a River
Our love is not a place, for places change.
It’s not a moment, for moments pass.
It’s not a memory, for memories fade.
Our love is a river.
A river, like love, flows day after day,
Year after year,
Age after age.
It cuts the rock and clay at its bank,
In time, our love will cut a canyon deep,
Etching stone and moving all before its path.
In days of joy, our river is a torrent,
A rushing current that roars and crashes among the rocks,
But, at times, our river may slow.
We may even see its drying bed,
But we know that the rains will come,
Brought on by forgiveness,
No matter the season of our love,
We are a river that never stops, never lingers, never stagnates.
We are always moving, always learning.
We cannot see what is around the next bank
Or over the next hill,
But we flow, knowing that when our journey has ended,
Our river will converge with the vast ocean of love
That is shared by our family, friends and all who came before us.
Our river may have a new beginning,
But its path stretches out beyond the horizon,
In a vastness only the heart can anticipate,
And as we flow,
We flow ferociously,
“Once the realization is accepted that even between the closest human beings infinite distances continue, a wonderful living side by side can grow, if they succeed in loving the distance between them which makes it possible for each to see the other whole against the sky.”
Rainer Maria Rilke
We need to stay positive
To laugh is to risk appearing a fool.
To weep is to risk appearing sentimental.
To reach out for another is to risk involvement.
To expose feelings is to risk rejection.
To place your dreams before the crowd is to risk ridicule.
To love is to risk not being loved in return.
To go forward in the face of overwhelming odds is to risk failure.
But risks must be taken because the greatest hazard in life is to risk nothing.
The person who risks nothing does nothing, has nothing, is nothing.
He may avoid suffering and sorrow, but he cannot learn, feel, change, grow or love.
Chained by his certitudes, he is a slave.
He has forfeited his freedom.
Only a person who takes risks is free.
Dr. Leo Buscaglia
I think civility dies a little every day when we ourselves accept the incivility of others. Too many of us don’t want to take the risk that someone else may not agree with us so we tolerate invective and the diatribes of others. Courtesy and civility is a much better way to live, the others may not appreciate it but you will. And, oh by the way, thanks for listening, I appreciate it.
“Friends are helpful not only because they will listen to us, but because they will laugh at us; Through them we learn a little objectivity, a little modesty, a little courtesy; We learn the rules of life and become better players of the game”
Diary of her six day Alaskan cruise.
DEAR DIARY … DAY ONE
I am all packed and ready to get on the cruise ship. I’ve packed all my pretty dresses and make-up. I’m really excited.
DEAR DIARY … DAY TWO
We spent the entire day at sea. It was beautiful and I saw some whales and dolphins. What a wonderful vacation this has started to be. I met the Captain today and he seems like a very nice man.
DEAR DIARY … DAY THREE
I spent some time in the pool today. I also did some shuffleboarding and hit some golf balls off the deck. The Captain invited me to join him at his table for dinner. I felt honored and we had a wonderful time. He is a very attractive and attentive gentleman.
DEAR DIARY .. DAY FOUR
Went to the ship’s casino … did OK … won about $80. The Captain invited me to have dinner with him in his state room. We had a luxurious meal complete with caviar and champagne. He asked me to stay the night but I declined. I told him there was no way I could be unfaithful to my husband.
DEAR DIARY .. DAY FIVE
Went back to the pool today and got a little sunburned. I decided to go to the piano bar and spend the rest of the day inside. The Captain saw me and bought me a couple of drinks. He really is a charming gentleman. He again asked me to visit him for the night and again I declined. He told me that if I didn’t let him have his way with me he would sink the ship. I was appalled.
DEAR DIARY … DAY SIX
I saved 1600 lives today .. twice !!!!
“If I had a flower for every time I thought of you… I could walk through my garden forever.”
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