The Best of Times - The Worst of Times
Charles Dickens began the novel A tale of two cities with the sentence: "It was the best of times, it was the worst of times."
That sentence kind of sums up how this year has begun for me. In some ways, it is the best of times. I have had several stories picked up for publication this year. One is coming out later this month, another in May, and still another in August.
On the other hand, it has been some of the worst of times with Sandra's Dad taking a fall in January which saw him hospitalized in critical condition. He has had cancer for 8 years now, and had been doing remarkably well until now. At present, the outlook is uncertain. He is still in an isolation unit in intensive care, because he has an infection as well as heart and renal failure.
So it has been the best and worst of times for us all, but as often happens, we're finding that we have the strength to go on, through it all.
My writing will continue, Sandra's Dad will recover or not as the universe decrees, and life will go on. This not a pessimistic view, but perhaps just the view that comes with experience of life.
Life does go on. Through good times and bad, through laughter and tears, through hope and through despair.
Whether we're "all going to heaven, or all going the other way."
That sentence kind of sums up how this year has begun for me. In some ways, it is the best of times. I have had several stories picked up for publication this year. One is coming out later this month, another in May, and still another in August.
On the other hand, it has been some of the worst of times with Sandra's Dad taking a fall in January which saw him hospitalized in critical condition. He has had cancer for 8 years now, and had been doing remarkably well until now. At present, the outlook is uncertain. He is still in an isolation unit in intensive care, because he has an infection as well as heart and renal failure.
So it has been the best and worst of times for us all, but as often happens, we're finding that we have the strength to go on, through it all.
My writing will continue, Sandra's Dad will recover or not as the universe decrees, and life will go on. This not a pessimistic view, but perhaps just the view that comes with experience of life.
Life does go on. Through good times and bad, through laughter and tears, through hope and through despair.
Whether we're "all going to heaven, or all going the other way."