I am so unforgivably behind in posting updates here. I have all sorts of weak excuses. I’m still getting accustomed to my new home. I’ve been busy writing the next Great American Novel. My computer crashed. My dog ate my computer. But the truth is…I’ve just been flat out tired. I just needed to shut down for a few days. I’ll fill you in on the last two weeks in a future posting, but for now, I want to share a happy day with you – my Birthday!
First of all – thanks to all of you for your warm wishes on August 17. My facebook overflowed, my e-mail was heaps of kind greetings, and I even had stacks of handwritten cards – you remember the kind. They have return addresses, postage stamps. What a treat it was to hear from so many of you!
But there was also a real party. My mom took over the visiting room and decorated it all in yellow. It was so bright and festive. She had special t-shirts made for our family, but there’s a back story you have to know for the t-shirt story to be meaningful. One part is obvious-the bright orange ribbon (orange for kidney cancer) with the silver angel. But the writing will take some explaining. When I was in Jr. High, I sang in a church musical called Alive. The chorus was “He is Alive, He is Alive, He is Alive”. The fun part was that you emphasized a different syllable every time so mom printed those syllables in bold and used the pronoun “SHE”. (My shirt read “I”) Sing along with me:
“She is aLIVE”
“She is ALIVE”
“She IS Alive”
Isn’t this a good looking group?
In my next posting, I’ll share some of the fun presents I received for my 54th.
But for now, Marty McFly is risking his life to retrieve the Almanac that fell into the hands of the class bully who used the Almanac’s statistics to gamble his way to fortune and turned the town into a den of inequity. (You HAVE seen Back to the Future, haven’t you?)
Actually, I won’t be much help as my drugs are starting to kick in. That’s another post, too and a partial explanation for my lack of communication. Thanks for hanging with me and for your continued prayers. I love you all. Keep up the faith. I need your strength.
God Bless,
Taylor
[NOTE: This post was originally on CareFlash, a private website where people with serious illnesses can correspond via private blogs with their network. If you would like to be part of my network, send me an e-mail: taylor [at] austin-pacific [dot] com
My wife and I visited Taylor four days after her birthday. Her keen wit and metaphoric insight were at work throughout most of our conversation, but the pain medication induced short periods of drowsiness. I visited again alone a week later, and periods of drowsiness were interrupted by short breakthroughs of wit and humor. Taylor moved back to her Salado home several days later. Soon I left town to visit my daughter, and while gone I received the call from Terry that Taylor’s blog has been closed forever, unfinished as it is. Goodbye Sweetie