Kind of odd how this life throws us such curveballs. Earlier today I found out that my very ill uncle is not doing so well and yet it does not depress me? I guess being on hospice twice myself over the course of my last 23 1/2 years. Almost 24. I have seen what he is looking at now. And yet I am still here? There must be more that I am supposed to do in life. So as I done yesterday, I will do it tomorrow. I will wake up, expecting nothing but hoping for the opportunity to have a chance at seeing a flower bloom. After that life is a bonus, whether I see it or not. Onwards and upwards.
Cheers, John



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