I found the most perfect poem for GF's dad's service. He was an avid collector of fossils - why I mention this will become apparent.
Nothing is Lost
Author Unknown
Nothing is lost - not a hair, not a breath!
The lilac that blooms today is made of
last year's crumbled leaves and this morning's dew.
It has in it perhaps the breath of a tiger and
minerals that were part of an ancient dinosaur.
The raw materials of that lilac have perhaps spent time in
a seashell, a wagon wheel, a butterfly and a hawk.
How old is this morning's lilac? - And how old are you?
You are as young as the morning, as old as the world,
You are as new as a raindrop, as old as the mountains.
You are forever a part of the world.
hah! Y'know, Fay, I'd forgotten that was my tag--I changed it when I had started working out with a trainer, and been dumped! I DID get pretty damn hot there, but now I've gained back most of the weight and lost the fitness. But working at getting back there.
Meanwhile, I am hoping the firefighters who just came did not miss anything...the building alarm went off, and we looked around, but there didn't seem to be any smoke. The firefighters pulled up (and were all super hot!!) and didn't see anything. But they couldn't find out how to turn the fire alarm OFF! There's a code, and they didn't have it. Eep! Eventually it stopped on it's own, I think. They left. I'm hoping I don't come home after going out to dinner and dancing, and find no more apartment--I really don't need that!
GC, thank you for sharing that. How lovely and perfect.
How and you and GF doing?
Can a fever make you go loopy?
Yes, fever can make you quite loopy.
eta: um, are you ok?
GC, that's
stunning.
Meara - aha! I am contemplating a personal trainer. Not right now, but in a few months' time, maybe. Would you say it's a Good Thing, then?
GC, that's a really lovely poem.
vw, feel better.
We went to a gathering at TCG's father's place today. It was a good time. I told TCG that if he got an invitation for a Superbowl party he should take it but that I would probably stay home. Now somehow both of us are going back to his dad's tomorrow. His dad told me to bring a book or two. He may have been joking, but I'm bringing them anyway. I can't get into football no matter how hard I try.
merea -no fire ma~~~
vw - relax and go with the loopy fever.
and that is a great poem GC. Not a fossil collector, not religious, but I really believe that bit and pieces of us continue forever.
if you have spell check , no one knows how much wine you have had
