Dying Man’s Daily Journal – Happiness

I came across a wonderful quote I want to  share.

“People miss their share of happiness, not because they never found it, because they didn’t stop to enjoy it.”    William Feather.

Dying Man’s Daily Journal – Meeting a Friend

Really not feeling to spry today and post will be short. I had to share how much both Vi and I enjoyed the visit of a new friend.

Friday night we were both blessed and privileged to welcome to our home with a fellow blogger. “Someone in Alberta” had left comments at different times and we have in fact exchanged emails on a variety of occasions.

On Friday, “Someone from Alberta”, Stephanie was passing through Winnipeg returning to Calgary after a family Christmas. We had the opportunity to meet and she honored us by accepting our invitation to spend the night. We had a wonderful visit, we both enjoyed her company tremendously. Stephanie, it was a pleasure and an honor to meet you, thank you for “spending” some of your precious time here on this earth with us.

Dying Man’s Daily Journal – My Year

Feeling a little better today. I guess I had a bit of a reality check a 4 or 5 ago. I have written on occasion about our garage door. It has a mind of its own. Every once in a while the cables jump off the pulleys and the door won’t close. It is no big deal going out to put the cables back on the pulleys. Vi would happily do it, but it is just to high for her to reach and there is a bit of tension on the cables making it a little difficult to difficult for her.

Actually, I think it was Dec. 23rd.. Vi left for last minute shopping and phoned me to say the door wouldn’t close. No big deal I went out, put the cables back on and all was fine. I had noticed we had received about 3 or 4 inches of snow, the really light fluffy kind. As it was so light and fluffy, I decided to shovel the side walk on the way back to the house. Had to stop a couple of times to catch my breath but all seemed fine. Went back in the house just soaked in sweat. It was about 10 minutes later I started getting chest pain. Now I get chest pain all the time and don’t even give it much thought. A couple of sprays from the nitro bottle and I was fine, pain was totally gone. What it seemed to do was zap the energy right out of me and bring on one of the bouts of nausea. I am trying to figure out what triggers this nausea. It seems to just come and go. I can be fine for a couple of weeks maybe a month and suddenly it is on me. It can last a couple of days maybe a week and suddenly it is gone just as quickly as it came. I am going to watch more carefully to see if it is “physical exertion” that brings it on. May, sound strange, but I almost hope that is not the case. Even just a couple of years ago, I would have done that little shoveling and not even given it a second thought. Am just going to have to watch and see.

As seems to always be the case, as we near the end of a year I sit back and think about the year, just past.

I really have had a wonderful year. Granted, there have been a few little bumps in the road, trips to the hospital etc.. After every visit to the hospital, I was always able to walk out, a REALLY good thing. So really that is what all of these medical issues really amounted to little bumps in the road. All of this sort of stuff really only registers as a small blip on the radar.

I had a wonderful year. I have had and taken the time to work on my own spirituality. I feel I have developed a deeper relationship with God. I don’t thing any of my thinking in this area has changed just strengthened. I am so very grateful for this.

I have been able to spend a lot of quality time with family and friends. Vi and I were just talking about it over breakfast and realize we have both lost count or have no idea or the number of overnight guests with whom we have been blessed to share our home with. We agreed it has to be at least 60 people. That is not to say we had 60 different visits as often the visit would have been couples or families. We both actually think the number would be much higher but what is a number. It is that we have been so blessed with company that counts.

Over the year this blog has become increasingly important to me. There have been days when it is the main reason I drag my butt out of bed. Here through the blog I have met so many wonderful people. I have been blessed with so many visits and so many wonderful comments. No one can ever possibly understand how much these kind, caring, loving comments have meant to me. The Good Lord knows when my spirits need a bit of a boost and never lets me down. When I need a lift there is always a comment or an email that gives it to me.

I have always believed in the overall goodness, love and kindness contained in the hearts of people and I mean all people. Spend any time in the blog world and that quickly becomes so very obvious. I believe the Heavenly Father uses each and everyone as an Earth Angel at various points to  sharing love, kindness and compassion. I know this to be true, I have seen it, felt it and been blessed with it right here. Anyone that ever doubts the condition of the world today or the quality of the people living upon it, just needs to spend time in the blog world and faith will be restored, all doubts or questions gone.

It some how seems fitting the way my year is ending. I have been blessed as the recipient of a huge out pouring of love. Both in my “live” world with all the visits from so many and also here in the blog world. How better could a year end than by combining the two.

Occasionally, there have been comments left here by “Someone in Alberta”. We have over time exchange a few emails and to that extent got to know each other a little. Two or three weeks ago I got an email saying she would be passing through Winnipeg through the Christmas season and would like to meet us. That sounded wonderful to both Vi and I. We found she would be staying over night in Winnipeg. We are both thrilled that she accepted our offer of our hospitality and will be spending the night. She will be flying the rest of the way home tomorrow.

We are both excited about actually meeting someone from out there in blog land. If permission is given I hope to post both her name and picture in the next day or so. What a nice way to end an already wonderful year.

Dying Man’s Daily Journal – 3900 Marbles

I thank all that have left such nice Christmas wishes. All good thoughts are returned. Our Christmas was wonderful. The only down point was being presented with such a wonderful meal and having a tummy that wasn’t ready to take it on. I did my best.

Not feeling so spry today with my wonkie head and am as I often do, copying and posting a wonderful email I received. The message is so clear and so important. I am not sure of the origins of the message or I would certainly give due credit.

3900 Saturdays

The older I get, the more I enjoy Saturday mornings. Perhaps it’s the quiet solitude that comes with being the first to rise, or maybe it’s the unbounded joy of not having to be at work. Either way, the first few hours of a Saturday morning are most enjoyable. A few weeks ago, I was shuffling toward the garage with a steaming cup of coffee in one
hand and the morning paper in the other. What began as a typical Saturday morning turned into one of those lessons that life seems to hand you from time to time. Let me tell you about it:
I turned the dial up into the phone portion of the band on my ham radio in order to listen to a Saturday morning swap net. Along the way,
I came across an older sounding chap, with a tremendous signal and a golden voice. You know the kind; he sounded like he should be in the broadcasting business. He was telling whomever he was talking with something about “a thousand marbles.” I was intrigued and stopped to listen to what he had to say.

“Well, Tom, it sure sounds like you’re busy with your job. I’m sure they pay you well but it’s a shame you have to be away from home and your family so much. Hard to believe a young fellow should have to work sixty or seventy hours a week to make ends meet. It’s too bad you missed your daughter’s “dance recital” he continued. “Let me tell you something that has helped me keep my own priorities.” And that’s when he began to explain his theory of a “thousand marbles.”

“You see, I sat down one day and did a little arithmetic. The average person lives about seventy-five years. I know, some live more and some live less, but on average, folks live about seventy-five years. “Now then, I multiplied 75 times 52 and I came up with 3900, which is the number of Saturdays that the average person has in their entire
lifetime. Now, stick with me, Tom, I’m getting to the important part.
It took me until I was fifty-five years old to think about all this in any detail”, he went on, “and by that time I had lived through over twenty-eight hundred Saturdays.” “I got to thinking that if I lived to be seventy-five, I only had about a thousand of them left to enjoy. So I went to a toy store and bought every single marble they had. I ended up having to visit three toy stores to round up 1000 marbles I took them home and put them inside a large, clear plastic container right here in the shack next to my gear.”

“Every Saturday since then, I have taken one marble out and thrown it away. I found that by watching the marbles diminish, I focused more
on the really important things in life. There’s nothing like watching your time here on this earth run out to help get your priorities straight.”

“Now let me tell you one last thing before I sign off with you and take my lovely wife out for breakfast. This morning, I took the very last
marble out of the container. I figure that if I make it until next Saturday then I have been given a little extra time.. And the one thing we can all use is a little more time.”

“It was nice to meet you Tom, I hope you spend more time with your family, and I hope to meet you again here on the band This is a 75 Year
old Man, K9NZQ, clear and going QRT, good morning!”

You could have heard a pin drop on the band when this fellow signed off. I guess he gave us all a lot to think about. I had planned to work on the antenna that morning, and then I was going to meet up with a few hams to work on the next club newsletter.

Instead, I went upstairs and woke my wife up with a kiss. “C’mon honey, I’m taking you and the kids to breakfast.” “What brought this on?” she asked with a smile “Oh, nothing special, it’s just been a long time since we spent a Saturday together with the kids. And hey, can we stop at a toy store while we’re out? I need to buy some marbles.

Dying Man’s Daily Journal – Christmas Day

Merry Christmas to all. May today and every day be wondrous.

I will be spending my day with a large family group, but my day wouldn’t be right or complete, if I didn’t say hi and Merry Christmas to my blogging friends.

Dying Man’s Daily Journal – Relax

I’m back and the computer is running better than ever. A huge thank you to an Earth Angel, Dave Lafferriere. Dave took our computer and spent, I don’t even know how many hours applying it with TLC. Dave would accept no payment of any sort, Dave, we both thank you so much.

Well here it is Christmas eve. There is really so much work and effort that goes into Christmas, but in the end it is all worth it. I can say that so easily, as I have not really had to do any work in preparing for the big day.

I have said it so many times and I will say it again. I am such a lucky man. My poor Vi has shouldered the burden alone. Countless hours shopping, baking and now the cooking is starting. Now, I know I am being a little selfish in this but I think my heart actually bled a few tears every time I saw a plate or box of baking being packed up to be delivered ELSEWHERE. Woe, is me. Thankfully I know there is still a large amount left, yippee. lol.

It is so important to realize you are lucky. It is one thing to be a lucky man, but if you don’t realize it or appreciate it, it is worth nothing. Vi, I know I am a lucky man to have you in my life. I know it and I do appreciate it. I thank you for choosing to spend your precious moments of time with me.

I can only imagine the stores will be packed to overflowing with stressed out frantic last minute shoppers. If you are one, just take a deep breath, let your shoulders sag and let go of the stress. Getting in a dither isn’t going to add any more shopping hours, only get you all worked up and miserable. This is not the season for that kind of feelings. You will get done as much as you can get done and being stressed won’t change that. It will in fact only spoil your mood. Try and give the next guy a break, remember he/she is just as frantic and frustrated as you are if not even more.

I image the planes, trains, buses and highways are packed with so many traveling. Especially, on the highways, I am sure speeding will only get you to your destination a few minutes earlier. Is it worth risking your own life and that of others for that few minutes? I don’t think so.

There was a chance I might get to actually, meet a blogging friend. A blogging friend from Calgary contacted me. She would be passing through Winnipeg on her way home for Christmas and would like to meet for coffee or something. Timing didn’t work out, will see maybe on the return trip.

Please, remember the true reason for the celebration of this season. Fill your hearts with love for all, be safe. But have a wonderful festive time.

With the computer being gone, I am even more behind than usual in replying to comments. Will try to get caught up this afternoon, pop around for a few visits.

Dying Man’s Daily Journal – MERRY CHRISTMAS

Merry Christmas to all. May all have the most joyous of festive seasons.

I purpose what I am told is and old Irish toast to all that may read this, Hey I offer this toast to the entire world. Know this comes from my heart to each and everyone of you:

“May the very best day in your past, be not nearly as good as the worst day in your future”.

Christmas Day will soon be upon us and it can be such a wonderful day. Notice, I said “can” be wonderful.

Let’s face it December 25th is just a date on a the calendar. It is what we chose to do with that date that determines it all. It is what is contained in our individual minds and hearts that really will determine the day. December 25th is a day that will be what we make of it.

Many I know will be attending various Church services, acknowledging the true meaning of Christmas. Even more will not. I hope all will at least take even just a moment to say a prayer of thanks and maybe even just say happy birthday.

Many will use this occasion for a family gathering, many traveling great distances to be home for Christmas. Many will, or can not.

Many will be alone, or maybe cases like young couples spending their first Christmas, together but away from family.

I have in fact over the years spent 2 Christmas’s alone. I admit those two, long ago Christmas’s just didn’t have the same festive feel to me. In both cases it was circumstances that dictated that I would be alone and in each case I allowed myself to develop a serious case of “poor me”. No one forced that feeling on me, I in fact chose to feel that way, I spoiled my own enjoyment of the occasion.

I am going to share a few other ways I have, or have seen others spoil their enjoyment of the Season. Now it could be asked why is this jerk writing about ways to spoil Christmas, shouldn’t he be writing about the wonders of Christmas. Well in my typical backward way that is what I am trying to do. It is still a few days before Christmas and I want all to enjoy the true wonders of the season and I suppose beware of the “pit falls” that can so easily spoil our days or at least did mine.
Enjoy, cherish and relish the day, irregardless of circumstances, events or anything.

There are hundreds of ways we can allow ourselves to spoil our day. Here are but a few of the ways I have done it to myself or seen others do it, such a shame.
Please don’t let this foolishness spoil your Christmas. Make a conscious choice the day will be wonderful and it will be. So please don’t:

-Don’t be a gift counter or try to assess the value of gifts to see if you got as much or of at least equal value to others. You are setting yourself up to spoil your day.

-Don’t get stress over trying to prepare the perfect meal and having it all ready on time. If the meal is an hour later than planned, who really cares. So the meatballs are a little burnt, who really cares. You are setting yourself up to spoil your day.

-Don’t get stressed over being stuck in the kitchen cooking while the entire family sounds to be having so much fun. Ok, this can kind of suck. Instead of fretting and letting it spoil your day, try to think of it as a loving gesture. One that you are lovingly doing to prepare that special meal for your family.

-Don’t get upset over who else may be attending a family gathering. So Uncle Fred is bringing his new wife and you can’t stand her. No one can spoil our day except ourselves.

I could go on and on, the potential list of spoilers is almost endless. I hope and I pray nothing spoils the day for anyone.

Our own personal attitude and mindset is both our greatest asset and our greats short coming. This applies with no exception and irregardless of anything.

I want to share a wonderful Christmas present I recently received. This gift came by way of a comment left for me right here on the blog. The comment was left for me by a name I was unfamiliar with, papercutstar. Here is the actual comment:

Hi, thought you might find inspiration in my blog entry about my father, 63 years of old and diagnosed with terminal colorectal cancer. Take a look- I hope that it brings joy to you this holiday season. http://papercutstar.wordpress.com/

I was intrigued and visited the site. I was both blessed and felt so gifted to have read about Mr. Max Borner. There is a beautifully written post about Mr. Borner’s battle with colorectal cancer, his chemo treatments and of how he is living with cancer. Oh, how he is LIVING with it. If there ever is a case where someone would have an excuse to just curl up in a ball and lay in bed all day it would be Mr. Borner. Has he done that, absolutely not if anything it is the exact reverse. With his amazing mindset and attitude, he is living his life. Nothing as “trivial” as cancer is going to spoil his days. His attitude and spirit are a true gift to all that read. Mr. Borner, you have become one of my true life heroes, I thank you for showing me how to live life. May I wish you and yours a very Merry Christmas.

Many will wonder, why would I share a link to a site about a man that is dying. Please read it, click on the link I posted above. Read it and you will immediately see. It is as story that will help inspire all to have a better Christmas. The gift of that has inspired me to have a better Christmas, given to me, I pass on to all.

I quote the last paragraph of the post”

“So, when the holiday blues threaten to put a damper on your outlook, take a moment to remember what’s important and get out there and do the things that make you happy. Who knows, maybe you’ll inspire someone else to do the same.”

Dying Man’s Daily Journal – I will be gone

Today, I hope to get up two postings, a Christmas greeting to all and this little one.

Over time I have come to realize and appreciate the true loving nature of many of my dear blogging friends. Hey, I am a guy, I think that should explain it all, it sometimes takes me a while to catch on to things. Especially, when it relates to feelings, but even with the handicap of being male, I do catch on eventually.

I know it is because of my health issues, that a sudden unexplained absence may cause worry, to some.

I don’t want to be the cause of worry at anytime but especially not over the Christmas season. After today, I will not be on line at least for a couple of days, but am not really sure how long. Please know there is nothing out of the ordinary going on with me. It is my computer that is in need of attention. Nothing serious and doesn’t need replacing or anything like that. I think it just needs some TLC.

Any that know me, realize I am lacking in most of the computer skills. We do have a dear friend Dave. Now Dave has graciously offer to take the computer as a favor and give it the TLC it needs (clean it up). We are both very appreciative of that.

So know my absence is not need for concern. Hopefully, Dave will have time to get us back up and running within a few days. “I will be back”

Dying Man’s Daily Journal – Joyous feelings

Christmas is virtually upon us. To those of us in the Christian faith it is a day to celebrate. Celebrate the birth of Jesus and what a wonderful birthday to celebrate. Were it not for this birth there would be no Christian faith.

I can only imagine Jesus may be looking down from his Heavenly Loft with love and joy in His heart as he sees so many taking time from their busy lives to celebrate His birthday. I would also imagine He is overjoyed to see great love shared around the in His honor. The sharing of love, the spirit of giving were among His many teachings. Knowing of His great love for us all, I can only imagine how pleased and honored He may feel, as feelings of love, peace and joy surround the world in His name.

I know the Heavenly Love bestowed upon us all each day is far beyond anything I can imagine or envision and that it is very presumptuous of me to even try to image the thoughts of Jesus. Using my physical human mind, I can only imagine He may be saddened to see to many drifting way from the true reason to celebrate the day. Could He be saddened seeing the true meaning of the day has been forgotten or even lost to so many?

I know Jesus to be a wonderfully loving gentleman. I can even to a certain extent see Him being willing to step back from the glory and praise truly due to Him on this day. With the love in His heart I can imagine Him still being overjoyed seeing all of the love, peace and harmony being shared on this so special day. Families gathering from possibly all over the world sharing love and harmony.

The hearts of many are just filled to the bursting point with feelings of love and good will. For them it is a wondrous time of the year. I can only imagine this fills the Heavens with joy.

I am saddened as I can look back over my own life time and see how Christmas has changed. I have seen it, felt it and experienced it myself and I don’t even know how it happened, it just seemed to. What saddens me the most is I know I allowed it to happen to myself. Somehow I got caught up in what seem to be the trends of society. Trends of society, I am not even sure if that is worded correctly.

When I was very young Christmas had no meaning to me other than, yipee, presents. Slowly over time as I grew and moved away from home, it became a special time of family. I looked forward to being able to spend time with my parents and brothers. We exchanged gifts naturally, but that was almost inconsequential, it was the family time I looked forward to and treasured.

More time passed, I married and my children entered my life. Christmas took on an additional meaning for me. This is where the commercialism and the importance of “presents” reentered my life. While staying within our limited means, the search was on for the perfect gifts. Cabbage patch kids were the craze back when my daughters were small. Hey, I even drove 3 1/2 hours from where we were living to here in Winnipeg just to buy 2 cabbage patch kids as we couldn’t find them locally. Gifts for the kids became front and center. But, I enjoyed it, there was a festive atmosphere in the air. It seemed everyone had that Christmas feeling, most were always smiling and happy, even wishing strangers a Merry Christmas.

I look today and it seems sad, that Christmas seems to have taken another step or evolved into something almost unpleasant for many. Even the festive season feeling seem to be gone. The good will and joy seems to have been replaced by stress. The stores, the malls all seem to be filled with stressed, impatient people elbowing their way though the crowds. What happened? Have our lives become so busy that we don’t have time to enjoy Christmas? Has the need to find the perfect gifts, taken away our ability to think, rationalize our spending and appreciate what should be a wonderful time? How many of us have come to the point where they may even dread Christmas coming? Dread it because of the shopping, the facing those almost hostile crowds in the malls. Dread it thinking of how it will take all of next year to pay off the bills for the “perfect” presents? What happened to the eager anticipation to be with family? Have we become so materialistic as to think we can only enjoy Christmas if we both give and receive an expensive mountain of presents? I can only wonder what thoughts Jesus may have as he looks down at Christmas today!!!!

Our every moment on this earth is precious. Whether we realize it or not, time truly is our most precious asset. Every single moment we have is precious time to us, time that can never be regained or replace. Once time is spent it is gone forever. We only have so much time to “spend”. If someone is willing to spend some of their irreplaceable time with you, should that be considered more valuable than any amount of money that they could spend.

To me the gift of greatest value has to be someone being willing to spend some of their time with me.

The greatest present is your presence, be it in person or via the blog.

My spirits have been so uplifted by all the wonderful messages I have been receiving and am in a wonderfully festive mood. My hope and prayer for all would be, that we all reach deep down in side and find the joy that goes with is season. Put all the stresses and aggravations aside if even only temporarily for this next few days. May we all open our hearts to the true meaning of Christmas. If nothing else say a short little prayer wishing a very special “Someone” a happy birthday. Fill our hearts with love for all and not be shy about sharing and spreading the love around.

Dying Man’s Daily Journal – Earth Angels touching my Heart

I have been so blessed, so touched to the responses I got to my birthday present requests. December 13th was indeed my birthday and I did indeed flat out ask for gifts. Actually it was two gifts I requested the first in my post of Nov. 30th and the second on Dec. 1st..

The first was on that day, to be mindful of or actually watching for a way, anyway really to perform a simple act of kindness for another. The size of the act or for whom it was performed didn’t matter. All that did matter was that we spent the time and the effort to do one extra “nice” thing that day. An act of kindness coming straight from the goodness and love contained within our hearts.

The second request or the idea for it actually came from reading a post by my blogging friend Ronnie Ann. She wrote of all of the people going without food or even starving around the world and even right here in our own countries. This struck a special chord with me as I thought of the upcoming Christmas season and of the mountains of wonderful food I would be facing. It actually did make me feel guilty. My thoughts were taken back to last year when I had post my request and of a wonderful class of nursing students that had organized a food drive as their response. This brought about my second request for a simple donation of food to someone, anyone in need. Again the size of the donation didn’t matter as much as the fact that, our generous loving hearts recognized a need and acted on it. The key is the acting on it doing something to help. Is it realistic to thing anyone of us can feed the world of course not. But does that have to stop us from at least helping even one other person. I don’t think so, anything thing, everything is a help. A single can of soup would be of help to someone.

I have been over whelmed and so very touched by the response I received. In fact between here on the blog and via email I have received 42 different wonderful messages. How touched and how proud I am of all my Earth Angels and how grateful.

Initially, it had been my intent to recognize and thank each individual Earth Angel for their kindness and generous hearts. Well, I struggled with that for 3 days. Now I am sure someone with writing skills beyond my own, could come up with 42 different ways of how wonderful I think each and every act was. I do think each individual act is wonderful, but how to put it in writing without going around and around in circles repeating myself. I then thought, well maybe I should try to just hight light 3 or 4 in some way, the ones I thought were the most special. Now this was an impossible task right from the beginning. Each and everyone was special in it own way, how could I chose.

In the end I have finally decided to just high light one comment which is indicative of so many. I admit to maybe showing a little bias or fatherly pride as I chose the comment left by my own daughter, Billie. A part of her message:

“I wanted to tell you about how I honored your wish for a birthday gift. First, while grocery shopping yesterday I purchased 5 (you have turned 55 so 5 seemed an appropriate amount) of the grocery stores ready-made bags of food for the hungry. The second request (anonymous act of kindness) took a little more thought and I have been thinking about this for the past year (not the whole time but every once in a while ). This blog has often spoken of heroes and so I chose to reward local heroes. Anyone who is willing (but thankfully hasn’t had to!!!) run into a burning house to save me and my family is a hero and so I contacted the local fire house. I blocked my number so that it would truly be anonymous. I found out that there were going to be 10 fire fighters, including the chief on duty last night. I then called one of the local pizza shops and told him the story of what I was doing. He said that I would need 2 queen size pizzas for 10 guys. He then said that if I paid for one he would pay for the other. So, last night all of the firefighters on duty were treated to pizza for dinner, anonymously.Happy Birthday Dad, I love you!

Billie”

Have I ever mentioned being a proud Papa. Just as I am proud of all of my dear internet friends.

Many seem to be giving me credit for doing something special in all of this. I believe we do have things a little backwards here, all I did was type a few words, a request, onto the computer. It is all of you my dear friends that opened your hearts to allow the love, kindness and generosity already contained within to flow out.

It was exceptionally touching when I read comments from those that chose to make this sharing a family affair. I think of Jo, Venus, Mel and so many that wrote of involving their children. The sharing of love, compassion and genuine caring for others, such wonderful lessons to be teaching our children. Our children are the future of our world, such wonderful lessons can only make for a better world, for them and for all. I am so touched, so happy, so proud.

Many wrote of how heart warming it felt to know they had been able to help another. Of the wonderful feeling that comes from knowing I helped someone, not because I had to, but because I wanted to. I helped another just out of the goodness of my heart. I hope all my Earth Angels are basking in the glory, the goodness and the warmth of that feeling. Recognizing enjoying this wonderful feeling, I can only hope will encourage us all to do more to maintain it always.

In my post yesterday, there was the comment “sometimes all the “real Angels” are busy and God uses regular people”, people just like you. I believe that God does use each of us as His Earth Angels, when the time is right and when we can and do perform, His loving acts. So, I ask, what does that make all of you. To me the answer is clear!!!! I can hear the fluttering of Angel wings coming from all over the world.

I thank you all. A mere thank you seems so inadequate, please know how truly touched and grateful I am.

May God Bless you all

Bill