Last night I tried to do a post from my Kindle while I was exhausted and ready to turn in. Sort of a Camino simulation. Could I pull it off? And I actually got it written and it was beautiful but somehow, somehow the Kindle eat it. It got lost in the sauce, as they say. I cried, well almost, but I was too tired.
So maybe I can recreate the idea and emotion. It was so like my original inspiration for blogging, Julie from “Julie and Julia” who was making a complicated French dish from Julia Childs every evening after work and sometimes it was successful and sometimes the souffle didn’t. There is a certain amount of drama here and there. By the way, the title of that failed blog post of mine was 10:41 PM in case the Kindle spits it up at some point.
Yesterday, Sunday, Rick and I went to early Mass and then we did a 6 1/2 mile trek on a beautiful trail that I hadn’t ever been on before. And then later in the afternoon one of my spiritual advisors, Connie and Jim her husband, came to walk with me here at the ranch. What was starting to dawn on me was the realization of what good hands that I am in these days. Never is my life do I remember being in the company of or being inspired by so many grade A personalities, spirits maybe. That day I start with Father Marc and he hands me off to Rick, Rick hands me off to Rebecca and then Rebecca hands me off to Connie and then I go and read an email from Annie in the evening. The day before, Saturday the same, as I started out with eight great guys in my weekly bible class and then proceeded through my day. I am being gently carried from one to the next. The same at my hospital days with my beloved doctors and nurses and Sister Joyce. Buoyed up is the best phrase that I can come up with. I am truly blessed. Thank you all.
So, I write “The Souflle that Didn’t” after I can’t find “10;41 PM” and then what happens? “10:41 PM” shows up. Yup. Oh well. Phil.