Hi Friends,
I want to thank you all for your continued gifts and thoughts and acts of love. I've had food delivered at the door, gifts left outside on the porch, bread sent by courier, CDs come by mail, pictures sent to my inbox, and the list goes on and on. Today, Julie Salverson, who is visiting Japan, sent me these photos of the Golden Temple in Kyoto, where she lit a candle for me (the tall one on the right). Thank you Julie.
We had a wonderful dinner last night. We ordered a fantastic bottle of wine, I enjoyed a full glass, and my body was entirely cooperative. When the bill came, I was informed that my brother Fred, who lives in Halifax, had called the restaurant in advance to pay for the wine. Such a sweet gesture. Something I have learned about myself over the last few months is that when people reach out to me and show kindness, I'm really touched, often to the point of tears. I have cried many times this fall when your gifts have arrived and I have witnessed your acts of love. Needless to say, when I realized what Fred had done, I really teared up. Fortunately, Catherine has taught me that public crying is always permissible (she calls herself a "professional" public cryer), so I'm getting more comfortable with it now. Each time I tried to thank my loved ones last night for helping me get through these past few months I teared up and wasn't able to speak. But I know they understood.
What I also realized last night is that when you have a hot flash in public you just can't rip everything off and throw your chinchilla on your shoulder. I'm now used to being in my own home and immediately readjusting my temperature. I reached for my hat a few times, but caught myself before I took it off. Next lesson: always wear layers.
Love,
Kip
Hi Kip,
ReplyDeleteGood to have you as a fellow "public" crier AND "public" flasher!
Thank you Fred for being such a thoughtful brother!
I heard this song for the first time yesterday and could not help but think of you and of all of us who could have had it "ALL" but are blessed to have something other than we expected.
To new fires burning in hearts here, there, and everywhere.
To Kip ... for giiving us the gift of paying attention to life and to each other... while laughing or crying each step of the way.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rYEDA3JcQqw
There's a fire starting in my heart,
Reaching a fever pitch and it's bring me out the dark.
Finally I can see you crystal clear
Go ahead and sell me out and I'll lay your ship bare.
See how I'll leave, with every piece of you
Don't underestimate the things that I will do.
There's a fire starting in my heart,
Reaching a fever pitch and it's bringing me out of the dark.
The scars of your love, remind me of us.
They keep me thinking that we almost had it all
The scars of your love, they leave me breathless
I can't help feeling
We could of had it all
Rolling in the deep
You had my heart inside of your hand
And you played it to the beat
Baby I have no story to be told
But I've heard one of you and I'm gonna make your head burn,
Think of me in the depths of your despair
Making a home down there as mine sure won't be shared
The scars of your love, remind you of us.
They keep me thinking that we almost had it all
The scars of your love, they leave me breathless
I can't helpfeeling
We could of had it all
Rolling in the deep
You had my heart inside your hand
And you played it to the beat
We could of had it all
Rolling in the deep
You had my heart inside of your hand
But you played it with a beating
Throw your soul through every open door
Count your blessings to find what you look for
Turn my sorrow into treasured gold
You pay me back in kind and reap just what you sow
(I wish you never gonna miss you)
We could of had it all
We could of had it all (I wish you never gonna miss you)
It all(3 times)
We could of had it all
Rolling in the deep
You had my heart inside of your hand
And you played it to the beat
We could of had it all
Rolling in the deep
You had my heart inside of your hand
But you played it,
You played it,
You played it
You played it to the beat.
Kip,
ReplyDeleteGlad I was alone in front of my computer when read (and reread) what Freddy had done. *sniff* What a sweetheart.
K
Indeed. We all cried too.
ReplyDeleteWe love you Fred.