77 and counting, less of the "Old" call me "Mike"
I’m slightly panicking tonight. Between now and Sunday I am: having bible study with my curate; having coffee with 2 friends (separately); having a manicure in advance of the party; having my hair done; working and spending the day with the in-laws. And I’ve also got to do last minute prep for the party. I know that this is all nice stuff but I still don’t know where I’m going to find the energy to deal with Christmas, the party and Katie’s birthday.
The purpose of life is not to be happy. It is to be useful, to be honorable, to be compassionate, to have it make some difference that you have lived and lived well.
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