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May 23, 2008



Sounds like a great plan and a fine evening.
Well... except the basketball part ;)


To be honest, I wasn't paying much attention to the game. The wine and the music were good enough. Thanks for the nod.


You've got a couple of great lines in here......."Part of healing from all the grief of the last few years is to learn to find joy in the now. That's not going to come easily for someone who has spent so many years planning for every possible contingency, preparing for a life that has not cooperated. "

Perhaps many of us do the second sentence, much like you, and therefore have that hard time finding the joy mentioned in the first sentence.

Very well said. Good insight.
Words to live by.


I'm stopping by after a little riesling and merlot and some good conversation with a few friends. Maybe the simple joys in life are all there is.


"So a little jazz in the background, a basketball game on the TV and a damn fine zinfandel. Beats packing."

Beats a whole lot of stuff. :)


I wandered here from Grace's page. God bless you and keep you and may His face shine upon you. I hope the zinfandel was really good.

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