As this blog loses it's purpose, I am happy.
Because the only way this blog loses it's purpose is for Kathy to heal her way out of it.
I'm glad she isn't afraid of hard work.
Kathy still has a lot ahead of her, but it's good.
I see the "take no prisoners" instinct coming back... with a smile!
(I was never worried).
I don't know who said it first, but it is so true;
The reason why worry kills more people than hard work,
is that more people worry than work hard.
I'm also not worried about the future.
Just the opposite, I'm excited about the future.
When things are great, it's easy to be content and happy,
but when things are rough, that's when you have a chance to shine.
When not everyone around you is shining.
If you can shine when it seems you have no reason.
If people are puzzled at your smile through all of this...
I don't know how much longer I'll write.
When Kathy comments that she thinks these posts have been good for me.
The purpose has become muddled.
When writing about Kathy from my point of view, becomes writing to write, for whatever reason.
The focus of this was always Kathy.
Without her accident, I would've continued to write her more cards and texts.
For those who check in occasionally to see how Kathy is doing, it's okay.
If you don't see us out and about, at the local club, dancing, snowboarding, climbing mountains,
over the top of the fence as we jump on the trampoline into the pool,
just know that somewhere out there, beyond these words that stopped,
there is one thing you can count on, without even seeing it;
Kathy is flying still!
