Saturday Night Soup for the Soul (16)

Hope all is well with you. I am worn out, and sad, as the final days of my one year of mourning have begun. My sister died two years ago Sunday – was not even able to mourn her last year as my mom was dying during the same period of time. Tonight I remembered the events of this weekend one year ago, and two years ago. I am leaving soon for a road trip south – my first vacation in four years. Oregon, and down to California to try and find myself, or perhaps lose myself. 1984 Moving to the state of Californication I will be checking in WiFi permitting. Next week, Saturday Soup will be produced by a guest chef. I can promise you something very different from what I have served, and very, very tasty. "Cheers" from me to one and to all who read this post. And make sure that you all love one another. Pull me out of the aircrash, Pull me out of the lake, 'cause i'm your superhero, we are standing on the edge. A very good friend was almost killed yesterday in a red light run thru by an elderly speeder. His car is totaled, and he is banged up, but could have been dead. It is a wonder he got off as lightly as he did. He is the one taking in my mail and feeding my animals while I am gone. He is also the executer of my will. Remember, Now, Be Here Now As it's not like it was before. The past, was, Be Here Now As it's not like it was before - it was This has left me in a strange and vacant mood – especially considering that I am about to take my first vacation in four years and hit the road. I hope to come back recharged and restored. May one person leave, and a different one return. Alleluia. May flights of angels sing thee to thy rest. Remember me O lord, when you come into your kingdom. Give rest O Lord to your handmaid, who has fallen asleep. The choir of saints have found the well-spring of life, and door of paradise. Life: a shadow and a dream. Weeping at the grave creates the song: Alleluia. Come, enjoy rewards and crowns I have prepared for you. The music is offered without any explanation or commentary. Make of it what you will. I must take my leave now for a while. Au revoir, à demain. All of this makes it's way into this week's soup. You can get your 31.2 Mb bowl of Saturday Night Soup for the Soul by clicking the jukebox.