My last post brought me to 750. That's interesting. Ups, downs, and everything in between. Right now as I type this, Mariah Carey and Luther Vandross are singing their remake-duet of "Endless Love." I love this song. I think the original song won an Oscar. That's not normal. As much as I love that original version, it is my view that this one is better. Luther=classy. You might say we have found the one singer who can leave Mariah Carey, the best-selling artist of the 1990s, awestruck with celebrity.
Today, you’re 35. Or at least you would be, in this place. You probably know this, but we’re OK. Not great, but OK. We know you wouldn’t want us moping around and weeping all the time. We try not to. Actually, I guess part of the problem is that you didn’t know how much we loved you. And that you didn’t know how to love yourself. I hope you have gotten to Love by now. Not a place, but fills everything in every way. I’m not Him, but he probably said, “Dear daughter/sister, you have been terribly hard on yourself. Rest now, and be at peace.” Anyway, teaching is going well, and I tell the kids all about you. They all say you are pretty. I usually can keep the boys from saying something gross for a few seconds. Mom and I are going to the game tonight. And like 6 more times, before I go back to South Carolina. I have seen Nicky twice, but I myself haven’t seen your younger kids. Bob took pictures of the day we said goodbye, and we did a family picture at the Abbey. I literally almost a...
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