my brother told me before he died that the 2 years he had after he had bowel cancer surgery, after which he was told it was a matter of "when and not if" it would return, were the happiest of his life. And he did tidy stuff up and sort shit out and I think died with a sense of having completed his life well.
Just back from high tea - cucumber sandwiches, little savouries, little scones with jam and cream, little cupcakes with pink icing, pink and white coconut ice, flowers in a little vase, tea cosy with a perfect pompom. Everything was little and pink. Very dinky. Oh, and my little pink china tea cup came with a spoon with a picture of a very youthful looking Duke of Edinburgh :H:H
Yes, yes Missy, but were there Lamington's?!!
byebyebridgetjones;1135371 wrote: Serious crack up. I think I just wet myself a bit.:H
Re life, It just reminds me of the thing about living in the moment, and enjoying and being in the 'now'. It's not always easy for me to do, but something i try to aspire to and be mindful of. Makes a lot of sense. You can't be waiting around wondering and hoping for a cure. I reckon that would finish me off a bit sooner, as per the study you mentioned Rags.
Safe travel's Ragsteroo!
Hiya Kaza!
How are you going?
G'day Lily!
What's happening this weekend?
It's all buy sell, no, sell, no eeedjit, BUY! here. Crazy mofo that i am.
Have a great night y'all.
N.R.N.R.
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