A Year with EB White
"You have been my friend. That in itself is a tremendous thing. I wove my webs for you because I liked you. After all, what's a life, anyway? We're born, we live a little while, we die. A spider's life can't help being something of a mess, with all this trapping and eating flies. By helping you, perhaps I was trying to lift up my life a trifle. Heaven knows anyone's life can stand a little of that."----- from Charlotte's Web I am a soul always drawn and fascinated by the idea of " A Year of...". A Year of Rumi. A Year of Calvin and Hobbes. A year cooking with Julia Child. A project that provides guidance for the year and a ruler we can measure inward growth in the course of our circle around the sun. One year, after an early marriage and an unsurprising--except to me--early divorce, I came across a book by Sue Hubbell titled A Country Year. I didn't plan for it to take a year to read, but it did. I only read it at night before I went t
Oh, no! I empathize. Drink, drink, drink. My urologist recommended beer, so I'm just passing along her advice.
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ReplyDeleteWell, this too shall pass (pun intended...).
Very nice photo metaphor.
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OH, NO!! I'm so sorry to hear that.
ReplyDeleteTwo knee surgeries, a shoulder bone that was just shaved to give me room in the inflamed capsule, 2 natural childbirths, one back labor aided by epidural, one wicked concussion later, NOTHING is worse that the kidney stone I had some 18 years ago. I am a water addict now. Never never never want to go through that again. Pass that little demon! That's what I'll be praying for when I light a little candle for you this evening.
(((Hugs)))
Hubby and Daughter have both been through that pain. So sorry!
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