( Here is a good post that I wrote on approximately May 23 while the blog site was down. Today June 13the My Rebecca and I are off to Port Townsend for a lunch date with some of the folks from the film festival who we met at our showing, was it two years ago?)
The blogsite still not being up is not going to stop us. Here I am at the hospital and will hammer out some memories on my notebook and publish them later.
One of the things that I noticed on our trip to Camp Lourdes was that the malades (sick people) seemed to be having more smiles on their faces as the week went on. Well, I can’t say that was everyone but it was in general true. Is this a sign that we were more at home with Lourdes, with Our Lady, with ourselves? I am thinking that these are the kind of miracles that were occurring. They were subtle but apparent.
People were feeling more at ease in many ways. And maybe ultimately the biggest challenge would be if we are to feel at ease with our problems, our maladies. If we can find a way to use our situation to some positive ends. What are we going to do with what we got?
Well, in other news, I found out an interesting thing about Father Tom my caretaker on the trip. I often call him Padre or Padre Tomas. I was so great that he agreed to go along with me. We had fun being who we are and letting the rest take care of itself. Not too many demerits were accumulated. But what has come to light recently is that he is actually the long lost third Blues Brother. Yea, how about that, right in our midst.
OK, that’s about it for the moment. I am off here in a few moments to get an appointment to put in a replacement for my worn out chemo port. More fun to come.
Tomorrow, love, Felipe.