Greetings,
People count on me to
be at work, and I consciously and conscientiously maintain good
health to be there for them.
Last night, I wasn't
so sure, feeling that wee bit of malaise. That little
scratchiness in the throat. That chill.
Before going to bed, DH
brewed me some tea, and I squeezed a full dropper of Echinacea
and Goldenseal tincture into it. I finished the tea off with
two aspirins, counting on its antiviral properties. I was taking
no chances.
I woke up feeling
fine. Just fine. Overnight, the herbal elixir had beefed up
my immune system to effectively nip the cold, and the aspirins had
snuffed out any lurking viruses.
Some enchanted evening, you may see a stranger.
You may see a stranger across a crowded room,
And somehow you know, you know even then,
That somewhere, you'll see him again and again.
~ Rodgers
& Hammerstein
As soon as I got to
work, I was gifted by Brandon's sweet smile. Maggie and
Nathaniel were in to see me, and Brandon had tagged along. I've
known Maggie for over 15 years, before the husband, before the
boys.
Some may lay their
eyes on each other for the first time across a crowded room.
Maggie and her husband put a unique twist to this romantic
imagery. Their eyes first met across a crowded room... at a
funeral. A mutual friend had been struck and killed while
checking out a flat tire alongside the freeway. A tragic,
seemingly senseless passing of a beautiful, young woman.
I believe their
departed mutual friend met Brandon on the other side. Brandon must
have flashed his heart melting smile, and, together, they arranged
to have the fateful meeting of eyes at the funeral.
They knew that these
two would make the perfect, committed parents for Brandon.
He is a man of sense who does not grieve
for what he has not, but rejoices in what he has.
~Epictetus
Nathaniel is the older
of the two boys. He's artistically talented with aspirations to
become a doctor. He's bright, very bright.
Brandon was born, four
years later, with developmental delays. His parents
work with him every day. Inspired by Brandon, Maggie says
she is now taking special education classes at the local
college.
We are each given
different gifts, and Brandon has been generously gifted with the
biggest, brightest and sweetest personality. He is his
parents' and brother's best gift.
Everybody loves Raymond
Brandon.
"The middle years of marriage are the most crucial. In the early years, spouses want each
other and in late years, they need each other."
~Rebecca Tilly
Later in the day, Ler
Biaroi came by. In the past, he has been -- let's say, a
challenging client for all of us. He can be edgy, bordering on
critical. We slay him with loving kindness, and he returns
to us like clockwork, even if we're never ever really sure that
we've pleased him at all.
Today, he seemed
different. Humbled. I wondered if the events of the
world had brought him down to Earth. We talked about how
life had taken on new meaning since 9-11. I wondered aloud
why at 50 years old, he had never married.
"During "for
better or worse" times like these," I said, "I'm
grateful to have my husband beside me."
Ler was receptive, asking me if I knew of anyone. I didn't,
although Sue did cross my mind.
"Maybe you should
consider trying a dating service..."
He said he had no luck
with Great Expectations. I asked him to keep an open mind, maybe
it just wasn't the right time then.
"I'll bet you
were just too picky then, " I said. Ler agreed.
Marriage is the triumph of
imagination over intelligence.
Second marriage is the triumph of
hope over experience.
~Oscar Wilde
Doni came by and
enthusiastically shared with Ler how he had met Jen through a
dating service, the Orange County Social Club, nine months
ago. He and Jen hit it off immediately, and now they are the
proud dog parents of their newest arrival, Coco, the little bitch Pekingese, and Geisha and
Chablis, two silky terriers.
They are one happy family.
I think Ler just might
give the OCSB a chance. In the meantime, I'm praying for him
as finding the right wife for this very particular man is a tall order. I have faith,
and prayer can't hurt.
I want Ler to be happy, too.
Everyone
deserves to be happy.
Marriages Are Made in Heaven,
But Maintained On Earth
I believe marriages,
like children, are made in Heaven. The meeting arrangements
may vary.
Some meet with the
help of dating services, others with heavenly help at a
funeral.
"Life is a Gift."
Sincerely,
Author Unknown
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