Thank you, everyone for being there with your thoughts and prayers. It means a lot to us.
This is the part of the post where I say something clever, something mysterious or funny, something thought provoking from my beer battered brain.
I got nuthin.
P'raps being the community liason officer was a bit more taxing than I first thought. Every event, every meeting I gave away so much energy trying to get Mikey to try the tasteless crap I was serving for breakfast and make him think he likes it.
Not as easy as you might think.
I look back at my past posts and I did indeed have boughts of lucid wisdom that I am begining to wonder if I was all that drunk when I wrote them.
P'raps I'm just getting old.
Or failing to see the obvious.
It's everywhere. Yes it is, I checked. Magic in the glowing lamp filled with golden oil that chases the mosquitoes away, in the bi-colored smelly dust mop on the lawn right now eating the cat food we set out for him, in the gentle creep of the night filled with such sounds of wonder.
Another world that I get to sit and watch from the outside, like a tourist at the zoo with nothing but a collection of blurry photos to remind me how wonderful it was and how cheap and lacking my camera and my memory is.
But I have a gentleman with me, and time, and the white glow of my gutsy laptop.
And the spell that let's me peel back the night and see the magic within.