Your Dying Spouse 671 - Iceberg Right Ahead! {FMF}

I finally got around to seeing Titanic. Good film, though the inevitability of disaster was perhaps the best choice to be a balm to the soul. Under the circumstances.

"In an hour, all this will be at the bottom of the Atlantic."

Oh-kaaaaaayyyyyyy.

It would be easy, and also something of a shibboleth, to say, well, we're all facing that iceberg, and we're all facing something we can't escape.

But most of my life, I didn't think like that. Heck, even now, sometimes I forget, and think that I'll still win through.

Until I'm reminded by a day like today, when the really painful swelling in my neck's got me in a vise, each breath hurts, and it feels like I'm being cut from navel to ribs.

And I still don't think that soon all this will be at the bottom of a metaphorical Atlantic.

I'm too busy creating and nurturing the intention to enjoy today. Sure, movement hurts, eating is hard (iced-cold light beer does relieve some of the neck pain and allows me to get some food down), and getting down to the workshop to weld...uh, no.

But I still can do a little bit of work on the aeroplane (Barb's allowed the woodworking tools into a spare room, bless her!), I can read, watch a DVD, hang out with the dogs, and most of all, enjoy my dear wife's company.

Life is good. Even with cancer, life is good.

And the band's playing ragtime.

Still and all, I thought Titanic rather a downer, so I took the liberty of rewriting it.

It was unsinkable, so they said,

but iceberg, he had another plan,

so many thought that's it, we're dead,

but deliverance came from far Graceland.

Lightning falling from the sky,

'twas Elvis in the Mother Ship!

Soon he had them high and dry;

"Hey folks...enjoyin' the trip?"

Singing closed the rifts that rent the hull,

he posed for selfies with the crew,

ate caviar 'till he was full,

and then set ship's course for shores anew.

He made Titanic really fly,

for he had a date in Blue Hawaii.

Music, of course, from Celine Dion, with My Heart Will Go On.

Thanks to Carol Ashby, Blessed Are The Pure Of Heart is back on Kindle, and will be available in paperback soon.

Friends are everything. I couldn't have done it.

Marley, the canine waif from Afghanistan, whom WE helped save, has a Facebook page! Please drop by to see how happy he is today.

Below are my recent releases on Kindle -please excuse their presence in the body of the blog. I haven't the energy to get them up as 'buttons' in the sidebar. You can click on the covers to go to the Amazon links.