Woke up this morning and aim to take a nap briefly. Ewe. Got my first 'weird' mail today, and someone at the 'prayer meeting' part of the funeral actually was, it seemed to me, speaking the politics of Israel and the Palestinians... it was a cultural clash of deadly reality as some one screamed that we .."need to keep the hate in our hearts.." I'm still in shock. Do I live such a sheltered life? It seemed that I had stepped in to another realm, another country, another culture...but this one seemed to reinforce 'hate' as being of historical value. Whoa.
The deceased's name was not mentioned once that I could hear, and I just could not take it any more. My soul wanted to scream, "..but she accepted Christ, and she is in Heaven...". I paid my respects now, when she is dead. And I also, and more importantly, I would say, is that I did this: I paid my respects to her while she was alive.
Over the span of about 20 years, we ate many Thanksgiving dinners together, and visited for Christmas. The lovely spouse was always attending to this or that...clearly they were both in love. I am so glad we did what we did for this person during life. After death, it is too late. Yes. That is true. And I expect that another level of ugliness will surface with the will, the inheritances, the estate...the person's legacy, other than what is most important: the love and caring one shows to another.
Going to surgery in 3 days...the countdown has begun. That weird message? GoPetition.com for increased awareness of dysautonomia...signature #1581 is inappropriate. It is the first such note, and an investigation has begun.
If you do not have anything nice to say, please don't say anything at all. Our Petition is the real thing. To my audience, I apologize that this was written.
Please help us increase awareness for dysautonomia. Please see how many signatures you can get, so that I know how it is growing as I awaken from surgery, and take each day of recovery to its best place. The Team appreciates all.
We pray that this person becomes repentant and focusing on God. I never want any of us to stray...to stray away from that which is beholden to us. We are a Team, and if one of us falls, we leave no one behind. Perhaps someone can find a way to minister to this soul; for that too, we pray dear Lord. Amen.
Highest Regards,
Dr. Margaret
And it was lovely, of course, to spend the day with Grandma. She is a very, very good Grandma to our child..which is good. One can never get too much love, and we talk and think alike much of the time. I love you, Grandma and Mother. I just love you.
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