I feel that one cause of this breast cancer for me was my inability to accept the lies of Bush, and that people could not see, so I struggle now to take in the daily minimal dose of knowing what is going on without being personally harmed by it. It is not yet easy for me to do. It is my challenge of this day, even as I have a lovely day planned. Four members of my book group meet here tonight. I look forward to that treat.
Here is to a day filled with understanding and reaching to suckle on the rain drops, falling like pacifiers, from the sky.