In Memory

Thanks for serving, Dad.

And thanks to Doug and John and Greg and Mhop and Dave and Mace

and now JD, too.

Silly song

We sang this song in church today called "Scatter Sunshine".  

I always thought it was a little campy.

One of the premises of the hymn is that if we meet the 

"world's repining" with a smile,

we can gain courage.

I was once asked if my frequent smile was masking pain.

I don't know.

Is that masking--or is it eliminating?

A second premise is that our smile will help others with their pain

(that's the "scattering sunshine" part).

 Can a smile really make a difference to someone else?

Just a smile?

I was pondering the words,

deciding if I was too highbrow to believe them,

when I noticed the little boy in front of me.

He cocked his head and gave me a little crooked grin.

hmmm...I do believe I got scattered.

And so today, the song I always thought was silly, became very wise.

What I Wore

The day started with these:

and ended with these:

Not exactly European,

but at least not European Comfort Club.

I really wanted to wear these:

Alas, they are destined to go down in history as another

"camel hair coat syndrome."*

Unless Doug calls Maria at La Pantoufle de Vair

01.42.62.75.01

annemariedanna@gmail.com

size 40

In case he's wondering...

*The camel hair wrap coat we didn't purchase in Jackson Hole 24 years ago has plagued us as the great loss of the 80's.