bigger than me

It's ironic that I wrote yesterday about the humdrum of life making our lives sing and have meaning. Today I even wrote a list for things I needed to accomplish after work and then I began accomplishing them when in the middle of it all I got a phone call. Cancer has whispered through my family like a distant church bell ringing far before the strike of the hour. Monotony does not our lives make, love and family does. Think of mine. Think good, good things.

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