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Some drink champagne, some die of thirst
No way of knowing which way it's going
Hope for the best, expect the worst!
Hope for the best, expect the worst
The world's a stage, we're unrehearsed
Some reach the top, friends, while other drop, friends
Hope fore the best, expect the worst!
Live while your alive, no one will survive....
The quote above was written by the cynical but genius Mel Brooks.
Jan Richardson is another writer and artist I admire, although she's nothing like Mel Brooks. She is deeply spiritual and full of mysticism and wisdom. I remember years ago when she lived at a monastery and had a kiln. if you know the term Woo Woo - Jan is Woo Woo, in a most positive way. I am not Woo Woo but I love everything she does. Check out her website.
Some time, about ten or eleven years ago, Jan and I had lunch together. We were both madly in love and contemplating marriage. But we both faced huge obstacles. Very different obstacles for each of us. But in many, many ways it would have been easier for each of us not to get married but just stay committed to our lovers. Again, for very different reasons. Jan is much younger than me.
Soon after our lunch we both had weddings. Jan on a farm in a beautiful dress, me in a downtown church in Atlanta in a pants suit. Three years into her marriage her, Jan's husband Gary went to the hospital for minor surgery and died on the operating room table. Two weeks ago, after almost ten years of marriage, David died.
We are both still madly in love with our husbands. I know this about Jan because she incorporates her love for Gary into everything she does. She is one of my favorite Wounded Healers.
Was it worth it?
Are you kidding?
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