I'd best not get into a blow-by-blow account, but I will share a few photos, which, I know, is terribly unique.
In our shopworn and somewhat dilapidated ER waiting room, it was pleasant to notice that a few people had made an effort to cheer up the place by painting some ceiling tiles.
|Kind of a nice touch, eh?|
But when I spent a few hours in a care room, mostly receiving from IV hydration ...
... this is what I saw right above my head.
A sort of creepy picture of a beady-eyed dove, which looked more like a vengeful crow, making it's way to heaven (I guess).
Now, I don't know about you, but I didn't find a beady-eyed bird indicating a passage to eternity to be exactly soul-lifting. Shudder,
Now that my mini crisis is fading into the mists, it seems appropriate to post this half-page from my SiL's journal.
"Life is a shipwreck, but we must not forget to sing in the lifeboats." (Voltaire)
Thankfully, I am humming again, and that's close enough.
Some of the other quotes.
“The hardest thing to learn in life is which bridge to cross and which to burn.” (David Russell)
"We must accept finite disappointment, but never lose infinite hope." (Martin Luther King, Jr.)
"Perfection is not attainable, but if we chase perfection we can catch excellence." (Vince Lombardi
"The most courageous act is still to think for yourself. Aloud." (Coco Chanel)
It also seems an appropriate thought for this rather grim political day in the USA. Everybody sing now. Come on, louder. Put yer 'arts into it, me mateys.
(Please forgive me for not commenting very much for a few more days.)