Why is it that at the epicenter of life’s greatest joys these days I find myself being the saddest? Why, in life’s happiest moments do I find myself unable to escape the merciless reminders that all is not well? That’s what I’ve been thinking about the past few days…and I think I’m making progress on an answer.
Karla and Mike 22 Years and Counting, a picture at Karla’s parents’ home on Christmas Day
December 27th, 2008 marks 22 years of marriage for my beloved and me. I was a senior at Luther College in Decorah, Iowa and Karla a junior when we tied the knot. I’ll never forget the first time I saw Karla strolling into a chemistry lecture hall. Out of perhaps 150 students I looked at her and had the distinct thought that perhaps one day I would marry her. And I did.
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Some things in life are more important than outstanding health, but not many. Some things are more important in life than a well functioning family where loving relationships rule the day, but not many. Some things in life are more important than an AVM free brain, but not many. What follows is what is more important to me than all these things combined. Continue reading The most important posting I will ever write…and a Christmas greeting
Teaching a six-year-old how to read a candy thermometer, and actually see the elusive mercury is kind of like expecting a sixteen-year-old boy still to see invisible friends. For as long ago as I can remember, making Christmas candy has been a part of my life.
I don’t have any idea why my blog keeps sending out my original posting to those of you who are email subscribers. It has happened at least twice. I assure you that I’m not sending it out. I know there’s something wrong with the old brain but nothing that would lead me to send out the same postings over and over. I would be slightly annoyed if I were you…perhaps even greatly annoyed if I were already having a bad day. I have subscribed to my own blog now so that I will know what you all are receiving. I’m not sure if those of you who signed up on the RSS feed are receiving duplicates or not. My personal tech adviser Sergeant Streicher is on top of this, so the problem should be resolved soon. Thanks for your patience.
Someone do me a favor and slap me across the head….or maybe the face. Tell me this is all a bad dream that just has every appearance of reality, but is nothing more than a bad 3-d dream in which time itself stands still and merely gives the convincing impression that this is really happening.