Just taking out the Trash

I just took the late night garbage out to the drop at the end of the hallway. Forgot to wear my scarf. Bumped into Isaac and Joshua, two of our loveable twelve-year-oldish boys around here.

'Sorry, I forgot to wear my scarf, guys,' I said.

That's OK, we've seen a lot of stuff. They look. Oh cool!

Then I bumped into the Rev. Orin Cummings. Same thing. 'Sorry, I forgot to wear my scarf.'

That's OK, Orin said. Pastors see a lot.

But the best thing is that Orin told me that the brain tumor they removed from Marie Hayes is benign. Glory! Two surgeries well done in one week. I'm really glad that I took the trash down the hall. While Marie would seem to have quite an extensive recovery after her surgery, my day today was almost just plain old normal. Beautifully ordinary. How weird is that? I felt terrific. Nothing like being flat out for three days to make you remember how much you love spring and garage sales, being with your family, fixing your hair, and cleaning up the kitchen. And remembering how much you love to get flowers and gifts and messages -- thank you all.

Goodnight friends. It is great to be alive.

With love, T