Hello, Benjamin from Brother’s Campfire here!
Time is short, so I will bounce from topic to topic in choppy transition.
Yesterday I took a fuzzy photo of two pigeons that sat on the deck railing and thought of my Beloved.
It has been a whole bundle of new experiences here at Willow Manor and the Campfire.
I appreciate so much all the kind words, guidance, offers of financial support, and everything else I cannot remember after my Beloved had a massive stroke.
Today begins a new chapter of going back to work while ensuring that Isabel has continous care as she works towards recovery.
As a volunteer coordinator, I have zero idea of what to expect. I hope to bring my “A” game. I go with purpose.
Moving on to another topic… My time to type is limited this morning.
Slogans have been described as “the battle cry of the dead.” Personally, I have not looked up the etymology of the word.
Something that comes to life when I speak it alowed are these words;
I Live My Passion
I hope they don’t come back and bite me.
The last one did, but I don’t regret saying it.
Standing in the face of insurmountable odds is the only way to live
Please wish me well as I resume my responsibilities at my job.