PROOFS ARRIVE IN THE MAIL,
proofs from a photo shoot
at The James,
where they are gathering
stories
of clinical trial participants.
On our last visit
the bike, helmet and a selection of shirts
came along
and, after the appointment,
were allowed out of the car to play.
Proofs arrive
We look them over, make our choice.
And then we put them away.
We are in putting-away mode
this week leading up to the wedding,
clearing the decks,
putting on hold,
switching to OFF
the everyday thoughts and tasks.
Cancer
and paint cans
and garden plans
and worrying about whether there’s enough half-and-half in the house
even while there are no humans here to need it
and we can surely go get some, if needed,
when we return
so STOP fretting about the half-and-half inventory, Marilyn!
Heard this gem a few weeks ago at the CLL Conference, from the Babylonian Talmud, that everything, even a funeral procession, stops to make way for a wedding procession. Seems right to me.
We are making way.
Four days to go.
Thank you for reading. I’ve disabled my comment box for the meantime, but certainly enjoy hearing your thoughts. Please feel free to email me, if you like.
Like this:
Like Loading...
Read Full Post »
a
