OK, got ‘er done. On the plane heading out of Orlando. Our event went well. We had maybe 75 professionals and students involved with different aspects of sports medicine. Not a huge group but an enthusiastic one. All pumped after four days of get together. I hope that we capped it all off for them.
Shari and I had a good time meeting folks and drinking a few wines in the process. We put some big pieces of the puzzle together for the future. We are right where we should be advocating exercise as a form of medicine. This is what it looks like presently.
But as usual I am looking forward to getting back to the ranch. I want to check out the corn and see what it looks like. Maybe it grew another inch. It is trying to stay ahead of the deer chomping on it. Ah, and there is Mass in the morning. Oh, I could call Catherine for a ride before the plane takes off.
So, I am reading Henriette’s book Putting Your Heart On Paper on the plane. I have an aisle seat because I am wanting a quick exit to the restroom if needed. The food cart goes by me and I don’t get anything because I still have jerky and corn chips in my pack, I’m good. Then the drink lady comes and I remember Shari gave me some drink vouchers before I left and I said well let’s see how they work. So I am making eye contact with the drink hostess and I ask if I may have a white wine and she says you may. Ah, good deal.
She was checking out my Henriette’s book and I told her a friend wrote it. And she said something about writing a poem once in a while. And I said yea I just started writing poetry recently after seventy years. The plane was awful noisy and I don’t know if she was fantasizing or whether she was taking about a poet she ran into on the plane. And she went on about writing poetry, getting a blog going and gathering up some followers and buying a mossy house on Whidbey Island. I’m goin yea, yea. And I say wait a minute I have a blog, a few followers and a mossy house on Vashon, pretty close. I had a feeling I could be living the dream!
Well, there you have it. A high day was had by all from one coast to the other. Love you mossy folks, Felipé.
Love that you kept in touch with us even during your trip to Orlando. Love that you are reading Put Your Heart on Paper, and that even the title is a conversation starter with the flight attendant. Love that your walking and your spiritual life has made you a poster child for Radical Remission, and that the Sports Medicine doctors are paying attention. Way to go, Felipe. You are an inspiration to many. Keep on writing and believing.
Thank you Henriette, recouping now after all the excitement. I just have to compliment you on your book, I one I am reading currently. There are some amazing ways and means in there. Catherine wants to read it when I am done. Hope to see you soon. Think you forgot about us. Felipé.x
Dear Peregrino Felipe’, Serendipities? Holy
Spirit? A God Moment? Whatever it is was and will be…Fantastically connected.
Woke and decided to check to see if my prayer request had more responses, then opened up your yesterday mossy plane experience.
Prayer for my young 40ish year old neighbor who went to Urgent Care 3 days ago to get some medicine for a dry cough. The result
of this visits outcome is tomorrow’s appointment with a Pulmonary Oncologist. The “C word” has hit her hard and shaken her to her knees. My hope and prayer is to be a firm support for her, taking her hand through the words of encouragement, strength, sorrow and Light of the words and feelings you have shared on your blog, Felipe’. Thank you, my Friend. You are a true treasure and definite Peregrino. Love, Peregrina Sherie
Oh Peregrina, I am so sorry about your neighbor. You being there for her is the best thing that I can think of. I will pray for her and her family and you. Please give me her first name if you will. We are all vulnerable but hardly anyone has a neighbor like you. Be brave, be joyful in spite of obstacles, Felipe.x
Felipe’,
You are the sweetest! Can’t wait to see you again.
Diane is my friend neighbor. Been with her all afternoon since she returned home from biopsies. Brave and Joy filled…you too! Xo, Sherie
Sherie ~ you are pretty high on the sweet-o-meter too! OK, it’s Diane. Will be walking in a few minutes and will put a rock on the pile and pray for her. Hope to see you soon, need help in the corn, Felipé.x