It was still. The wind was blowing, just a little cold and just enough to make the leaves stir a bit. The moss every now and then a lifting off the branch and floating there. I made my way to the library where I spent so much time -in the center of the commons I stopped and read a monument that I had almost completely forgotten. Its about six feet high, marble, and it reads:
I expect to pass through life but once. If therefore, there be any kindness I can show, or any good thing I can do to any fellow being, let me do it now, and not defer or neglect it, as I shall not pass this way again.
- William Penn, 1644-1718
:-) I'm the only person here. Stopping to look into the old classrooms. Finally walking across the street back to the car and then I stop in the middle of the street . At that moment the rain falls. I am standing there in the rain and for once my life becomes clear; and I am stronger than I was.
The next day after a good sleep I went into the village and picked up a book- The Black Swan - It looks good. The round of golf is set for tomorrow. I will meet my brother's friends, some for the first time. We will be a foursome, with my cousin, my uncle and my cousin's hubster. I have two really, really cool cousins and I love them both. I'm proud one of them's going to intern at Columbia University Hospital, the same school where Dr. Mehmet Oz teaches. The other, whose husband I will play with - won an olympic gold medal. I just want to touch it sometimes and feel it. I so admire them. He's a near-scratch golfer with a broken hand so we're thinking, 86. We'll have fun. And my uncle will have a bloody mary. Maybe two. >:-) breaking the girl