“How many cookies does it take to be happy?” Thalia teased. Urania scowled at the Muse of Wit. “Tell me you haven’t touched those cookies!” “So far… I’ve decided it’s not five.” Thalia’s eyes sparkled. “Relax… I haven’t eaten any. I’ve just drank… errrr
Apr 27, 2022·edited Apr 27, 2022Liked by 3musesmerge
You have so much on your plate right now. I'm so sorry to read of the loss to your family. He is still with you all but just in a different way. Hold on to the memories no matter what they are. Share them with everyone as often as you can. Sharing them helps those that are too young to remember him. The cookies look delicious and I am praying you get to stomp on that C some more tomorrow.
I'm so sorry for your family's loss, Gail. What a juxtaposition to the cookies--so full of life! As to your question of how many does it take to be happy...one or a gazillion, as long as you have the choice.
I feel certain that all here, Gail and her amazing followers, are familiar with “The Dash.” The dash between “born date” and “date of passing.” As you do so well and often, Gail, you remind me to be in the dash and make a difference! Be present, be kind, be helpful to others, be generous with our own gifts.
I like your approach for Greg’s dad’s service today. And feel more than a little certain you will be of comfort to some, share fond memories with others, and come away knowing that your “dash” is of value to many others.
Sorry for your loss Gail. My prayers are with you and all involved. Life and the way we live it is up to each individual. But enjoying the people who we have in it shouldn't be taken for granted. Much love
There are no words for loss and yet all we have are words. They are a poor substitute at best to express the depth of feeling we experience as human beings.
Here’s the beginning of one attempt from long ago… The Bixby Letter: “I pray that our Heavenly Father may assuage the anguish of your bereavement…”
This may be some of the best language ever.
You have my thoughts and prayers. 🙏🏼🕊🙏🏼
With that now said, I will have a cookie 🍪 myself tomorrow and be thinking of you as you surprise your health care team. 😊
You have so much on your plate right now. I'm so sorry to read of the loss to your family. He is still with you all but just in a different way. Hold on to the memories no matter what they are. Share them with everyone as often as you can. Sharing them helps those that are too young to remember him. The cookies look delicious and I am praying you get to stomp on that C some more tomorrow.
I'm so sorry for your family's loss, Gail. What a juxtaposition to the cookies--so full of life! As to your question of how many does it take to be happy...one or a gazillion, as long as you have the choice.
I feel certain that all here, Gail and her amazing followers, are familiar with “The Dash.” The dash between “born date” and “date of passing.” As you do so well and often, Gail, you remind me to be in the dash and make a difference! Be present, be kind, be helpful to others, be generous with our own gifts.
I like your approach for Greg’s dad’s service today. And feel more than a little certain you will be of comfort to some, share fond memories with others, and come away knowing that your “dash” is of value to many others.
I’ll end with Sharon Marie Buckler’s words:
MEATY BLOOD! MEATY BLOOD! CURE!
I/Thou,
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Praying that you as you celebrate your father in laws life, that you share stories with your son to always memories close.
Oh and the cookies! Your niece is talented.
Meaty Blood! Meaty Blood!
Cure!
Xoxo
T-shirt: “I don’t usually brag about my expensive trips, but I *did* just get back from the gas station” 😁
{*{*{*hugs*}*}*} & 💚💚💚 for your FIL!
Sorry for your loss Gail. My prayers are with you and all involved. Life and the way we live it is up to each individual. But enjoying the people who we have in it shouldn't be taken for granted. Much love
There are no words for loss and yet all we have are words. They are a poor substitute at best to express the depth of feeling we experience as human beings.
Here’s the beginning of one attempt from long ago… The Bixby Letter: “I pray that our Heavenly Father may assuage the anguish of your bereavement…”
This may be some of the best language ever.
You have my thoughts and prayers. 🙏🏼🕊🙏🏼
With that now said, I will have a cookie 🍪 myself tomorrow and be thinking of you as you surprise your health care team. 😊