someone left a tissue in the wash

Everyone has been very kind to us.
It warms the heart and bolsters the spirits.
But I do need to say (and I don't propose to be heroic) that I truly believe that life is full of bumps and while we ride the road (enough metaphor for you?) we are blessed.

Tracy sent these words:
Sometimes stuff like this happens and it feels like it might be a bad thing, but everything always works out in the end and then you wonder why you worried. My sister sent me a really interesting article about positive thought. It said in order to live a happy life we should stop thinking about events as positive or negative. Just think of them as events in a life.
This event will lead to another event then another later on. It all becomes part of the narrative of your life.

This could not be more true to me.

In the meantime, have you read the Best-of-Craiglist? Oldest passed it to me. Oldest, whose life is a hard road that he fights against every day. Through his journey he is incredibly true to his own self. I admire him tremendously for this though I don't always (rarely, even) agree with his views. Anyway, it's a great read. Go. Read.

And then there's this. Passed to me by Middle, today.

I'm sitting listening to Prairie Home Companion, the dishes are done (though I could not muster the energy to scrub that frying pan) and the windows are all open (metaphors again).
K is well - he went to his favorite beach yesterday and cleared his head.
I'm busy with work, which is a great and wonderful thing.
Middle is busy with work and friends and Youngest is well - the most well he's ever been.
Oldest is strumming softly on his guitar in the next room.

It's Saturday night.