Yes, dear magicofisis</i, I've very much gone missing from around these parts. And you were right, other than the wrongness of Jane's illness, things were merely too-busy, which I'm trying to claw into an end.
Thanks for your thoughts about dad. I very much respect how he's doing this. That he finds ways to face this with dignity, doing his best -- the docs can't believe what he's still doing. But I can -- that's dad! And you are quite right, it was good to be together again.
Your accomplishments and great attitude continue to be an inspiration to me.
You must mean some other guy. The closest I can come to taking that in -- which, I know, is very much my issue -- is an old medieval saying, "We see farther because we stand on the shoulders of giants". The same is true of attitude & accomplishments. My accomplishments? Think of Jane, of my dad, my Grandmother Young, my Grandfather Schultz. I'm not just on their shoulder's; they're still holding me. That stuff isn't mine, 'cause I know I could never do that alone. I'm very clear-eyed about that, with a lot of experience to back me up.
I think of it as my me comes out of my we. And my we, that's where all this good stuff came. I was just lucky. This isn't false modesty -- no modesty of mine could be false. Again, I've been very very lucky. And I still am.
Thanks for your thoughts about dad. I very much respect how he's doing this. That he finds ways to face this with dignity, doing his best -- the docs can't believe what he's still doing. But I can -- that's dad! And you are quite right, it was good to be together again.
Your accomplishments and great attitude continue to be an inspiration to me.
You must mean some other guy. The closest I can come to taking that in -- which, I know, is very much my issue -- is an old medieval saying, "We see farther because we stand on the shoulders of giants". The same is true of attitude & accomplishments. My accomplishments? Think of Jane, of my dad, my Grandmother Young, my Grandfather Schultz. I'm not just on their shoulder's; they're still holding me. That stuff isn't mine, 'cause I know I could never do that alone. I'm very clear-eyed about that, with a lot of experience to back me up.
I think of it as my me comes out of my we. And my we, that's where all this good stuff came. I was just lucky. This isn't false modesty -- no modesty of mine could be false. Again, I've been very very lucky. And I still am.
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