Wed, Jan 11th - 9:20PM
January 9: War Horse
The Decline and Fall of the Roman Empire, p. 43
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Rasmussen: -19: 44/55. You stopped me before I even started.
A message on Facebook this morning--- saccharine but it hit me:
I thought of you with love today,
but that is nothing new.
I thought about you yesterday,
and the day before that, too.
I think of you in silence,
I often say your name,
But all I have is memories
and your picture in a frame.
Your memory is my keepsake,
with which I'll never part.
God has you in his keeping,
I have you in my heart.
I shed tears for what might have been,
a million times I've cried.
If love alone could have saved you,
you never would have died.
In life I loved you dearly,
in death I love you still,
In my heart you hold a place
no one could ever fill.
It broke my heart to lose you,
but you didn't go alone,
For part of me went with you,
the day God took you home.
The Golden Gate stood open
He saw that you were getting tired,
and a cure was not to be,
So He put his arms around you,
and whispered, "Come with Me".
With tearful eyes we watched you suffer
and saw you fade away.
Although we loved you dearly,
we could not make you stay.
Your heart full of love stopped beating
your happy little hands to rest,
God broke our hearts to prove to us
that he only takes the best.
Then I found what I wrote in my diary last year on the 9th of January: "I MUST work on thinking positive. 'Are you going to plant pumpkins this year?' I find myself planning funeral or thinking how I'll cope -- that's not helpful to anyone. He's going to make it (d.v.) and live long enough to be considered for that knee transplant."
Oh, if only.
Well, there is an emotional start to the day, yes?
I got ready for the cleaners, which is much easier with the kitchen shelves having the pet food and the recycling, things I used to take out each week. The cleaners were really late, and the supervisor came by (basically said God takes people when He wants them, which I oddly enough didn't find all that comforting). They didn't do as good a job as usual, including not taking out the trash. Very odd.
Then I picked up my neighbor and we went to see "War Horse." That's a very intense film. I liked it, got really wrapped up in it. It was a lot longer than I realized, so it was dark when we left and so I dropped her at church (she was supposed to be picked up at home for this meeting. Oops.)
A local geocacher lost her son on Christmas Eve. Oh, my.
I got nice letters from a Brit friend and from the priest at St. Vincent College who visited us a few years ago. Both really liked the bookmarks. The priest says every time he sees it, he says a prayer for Rich and for me. Good, that was the idea.
I suddenly realized I can use Netflix to get the last three Law&Orders I haven't seen, which they never seem to play. Duh.