Thanks, Gram...these have been hard days. I'm coming off a fairly bad concussion. Writing's hard.
Profound. Thank you. Blessings to you!
Thank you so much, Mari-Anna, for your ind words, and for being here.
Good to see you on here - a fellow fmfer 😊
Loretta, thank you so much. It was a close-run thing. The fall was worse than we thought.
(((((Andrew)))))Sometimes, fewer words have a stronger impact. Winston Churchill's complete speech to a graduating class was "Young men, nevah, nevah, nevah give up." And then he sat down.Annie in Texas
((((((Annie!))))))Thank you...Churchill's words were actually my guiding light in the nine months that Barb and I were divorced, before we remarried.
Glad you are still here, friend! Great song
Tara, thank you so much, and I'm so glad you like the music.
short and sweet today! :) good.
Annette, thank you so much! You're truly a master poet, and when you like my work, a feel a kind of warmth that I treasure.
So, Andrew, I shared a story you once told, about a busted plate that you bought and then glued together, with my second cousin in Costa Rica. She's an artist in her seventies that has serious (terminal) health issues. She depends on others. Anyway, she shared about something broken being repaired, so I shared your story and one of my own. Just saying, she laughed and loved it. I was happy to make her smile, even if it is a small thing. I've always felt that we're all broken people in need of a little tender love, goodness, and copious amounts of grace. God mends us and makes us new, but we still have the scars from our suffering. My prayer for you lately has only been one. I'm asking God to do whatever to help you to be able to talk again. That would be sweet. Bless you, my friend.
My dear Norma, I so appreciate your prayer for me...and I'm really thrilled that you remember the broken-plate story. The plate is just over my left shoulder as I write this, in pride of place on a shelf.
I love that song. And "winter's icy heart" -- that's so good.
Jeannie, thank you so much...the song has long been one of my favourites.
Here comes the sun. A perfect choice. Sending love and support to you and Barb.
Paula, thank you so much. It's been a brutal couple of weeks.
Memories....Thanks, Andrew, for hanging in there with us.
Suzette, thank YOU. Your presence here means more than I can say.
Smiles are amazingly powerful things. They can thaw the iciest heart and soften the hardest demeanor. and that song . . . Wow, does that bring back some memories!Praying for you and Barb, friend.
Jeanne, yes...the world can be changed by just one small smile.Thank you so much for your prayers. Things here are real bad.
Light always casts out darkness, so I'd say that warmth casts out coldness of winter too, Andrew! Praying you feel those warm breezes today, not just physically (though, that's certainly how I'm praying) but emotionally as well, my friend! Love this song as well. It's especially meaningful to me and my husband. Hugs and prayers!
Beth, yes! Warmth does cast out the cold. Yesterday I was losing bloo baly, and was so cold...and when things stabilized and I felt warmth again, God...how wonderful.Came close to calling 911 on that one, even though I'm a DNR.I'm so glad that the song holds meaning for you! For me, too.Thank you so much for the hugs and prayers!