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Thursday, June 22, 2006

"The best we can do . . ."

The last legislative day . . . Wednesday, June 21, 2006

Okay. It’s really Thursday, June 22, 2006. I’ve hardly slept. I walked around the city until about 1:30 AM. I have no idea how far or where I went. The streets of the city – any city – are where I’ve most often found comfort. These city streets – even for the Midwest – did not fail.

The events of yesterday still hurt. A lot. Okay. More than a lot. Truth be told, I’m devastated. Shaken to my core. I found myself sobbing just now in the shower.

I’ve heard that Bishop Duncan and 11 others walked out of the House of Bishops meeting yesterday. I understand. Honestly. I’ve been tempted to do the same thing. Just walk away from it all. Who needs this? Why do I keep putting myself in a position of being abused? What kind of perverse love is this that I have for this church?

Funny. The one song I had in my head all night and woke up with this morning was Tracy Chapman’s, “Give me one good reason, and I’ll turn my back around.” I’m not sure there is a good enough reason.

I don’t know where to even begin to describe to you what happened. Even so, I am quite suddenly aware that, while I originally thought I would start this little blog for the folks in my congregation to stay informed of the activities of the national church, I am writing to a much larger, albeit unintended audience. All of a sudden, I feel the need to guard my words.

So, a disclaimer, of sorts: these are the words of a humble parish priest, one who desperately loves her people and they, by some amazing grace, love her.

I want only to be with them – when they give birth to their children, to baptize them and prepare their children to receive Holy Eucharist; to educate and inspire them – child and adult – in the scriptures; to get them ready for Confirmation and Reception and send them off to college; to have them return for the Sacramental Rite of Marriage or Blessing of Relationship; to bring them the Word and Sacrament of Jesus; to be with them in crisis, sit with the dying, comfort the bereaved, bury the dead; to nourish and sustain them with Jesus in this life and for the life to come.

I love them. They love me. It is a wondrous thing to behold. But, after General Convention 2006, I feel that our relationship is in grave danger – not because of the church, but The Church.

You’ll want to know what happened behind the headlines. I’ll tell you.

It was raining when I awoke – late – at the obscene hour (for me) of 8 AM. Indeed, I awoke to the sound of thunder rumbling loudly outside my hotel window. Strange, I didn’t remember hearing that on the local weather forecast.

I lingered through the morning, simply enjoying the luxury of time to linger, and to consider the hard work as well as the wonder of the past week. We had come to Columbus with a careful plan and had amazed ourselves by how much we were actually able to accomplish – including the wildly surprising and unexpected gift of the first woman Primate in the Anglican Communion.

It was a great time, I thought, to be an Episcopalian. I was never more proud of my church and her courage and her bold witness. I even began to think of how I might tell the story of this glorious time in the history of the Episcopal Church to my grandchildren.

I didn’t know the clock was ticking and this glorious time was really only a moment.

There was an anxious buzz in the convention hall. It seemed odd to have all those purple shirts among us, but a special joint session had been called. There was wild speculation about what the Presiding Bishop was going to tell us. I don’t think any of us could have predicted how bad it was going to be.

When Frank Griswold read the resolution, we were stunned. As I type the words in now, I still can’t believe that it passed both houses without amendment.

Here is Resolution B-033:

“Resolved, the House of Deputies concurring, that the 75th General Convention receive and embrace The Windsor Report’s invitation to engage in a process of healing and reconciliation; and be it further

Resolved, that this Convention therefore call upon Standing Committees and bishops with jurisdiction to exercise restraint by not consenting to the consecration of any candidate to the episcopate whose manner of life presents a challenge to the wider church and will lead to further strains on communion.”

“Exercise restraint.”

I think that was an attempt at Anglican vagueness. That, along with “manner of life,” and “presents a challenge to the wider church.”

Didn’t work. It might not have been the “clarity” which Kendall Harmon and the AAC wanted, but Canterbury had spoken and we got the message loud and clear.

The bishops left the floor of the House of Deputies, whispering promises to vote this down. “Don’t worry,” they said, “it won’t come back here. We’ll take care of it.”

We went about our work – and, God knows, there was certainly a lot of it. We had not yet gotten to the resolutions which would call us to repentance and reparations for slavery, changes in our canons, new educational programs and liturgies – all of that still awaited our attention.

I’m sure everyone will have their own take on this, but here is the fact: While we worked and while the House of Bishops debated Resolution B-033, a terrible thunder and lightening storm raged outside. At times, the rain poured down so hard that people at the microphones had to raise their voices in order to be heard. Loud claps of thunder shook the roof.

I’m pretty clear about what was going on, but I’ll leave that to your own interpretation.

I’ve lost sense of the sequence of time, but it wasn’t a little more than an hour after the bishops left us that the President of the House, George Werner, called the newly elected President, Bonnie Anderson to cover for him at the dais. “I’m going to check in with Noah,” he said, making a joke that barely covered the real reason for his departure.

My stomach immediately seized in a knot. I knew then that the word was coming to us from the House of Bishops, and it wasn’t going to be good.

Things are pretty much a blur from this point on.

I remember the vote being reported: B-033 passed the House of Bishops without amendment and by an overwhelming majority.

I remember finding Michael Hopkins and Susan Russell to get their read on it. I remember them saying that we lost the vote of 20 of our bishop friends. I remember saying, “C’mon, we can push back on this.”

I remember that Susan wouldn’t look at me. I remember the pain in Michael’s eyes as he tried to sound positive and encouraging, when he said, “Okay, whatever, go ahead.”

I remember Bonnie Anderson calling our attention to the Presiding Bishop Elect, Katherine Jefferts-Schori, who wanted to address the house before we voted.

I remember the painful, heavy silence that filled the room as she spoke. Her address lasted less than five minutes. You can get her address online at the general convention web site. When I read them, I vaguely remember hearing her saying them, but I wouldn’t be able tell you everything she said and pass a lie detector test.

What I can still hear are her last words. They echo in my head. I can see them resting like a heavy, dark cloud over our heads.

“ . . . . but at this time, this is the best we can do.”

Then she turned slowly, sadly, and walked silently out of the room.

Everyone sat in stunned silence. Bonnie Anderson took a deep breath and encouraged us all to do the same. But, there was no air in that room. It had all been sucked out.

I sat in stunned disbelief.

The best we can do is injustice?

The best we can do is mediocrity?

You know the rest of the story. The House caved in to the strong arming of Frank Griswold and Rowan Williams. More than 75% of the clergy and laity passed B033 without amendment.

I had assumed that everyone in the Newark deputation voted against the resolution. I even reported as much to the reporter from the Star Ledger. Turns out, I was wrong. Bevan Stanley, rector of Christ Church, Short Hills, voted in favor of B033. He didn’t divide the vote, thanks be to God, but I think he’s going to have to deal with the repercussions of that back home.

I heard many say that they wanted to give Katharine an undivided church and a fighting chance to be invited to Lambeth in 2008.

Funny. Moderator Bob Duncan, the bishop of Pittsburgh, read a statement of disassociation from The Episcopal Church and he, along with eleven other bishops walked out.

Funny. She may not be invited to Lambeth anyway. Her gender “presents a challenge to the wider church and (may) lead to further strains on communion.”

Indeed, before long we heard from Canterbury. Turns out, we may not have saved the church from schism anyway.

Well, here. You read his words and tell me what you think:

"It is not yet clear how far the resolutions passed this week and today represent the adoption by the Episcopal Church of all the proposals set out in the Windsor Report. The wider Communion will therefore need to reflect carefully on the significance of what has been decided before we respond more fully.”

Funny – except it’s not. It’s tragic and appalling and absolutely heartbreaking. We are falling, headfirst, into the creation of a “magisterium.” We have become subject to “foreign rule.”

I’m still pretty much in shock. I return this afternoon to my home and family. I’m looking forward to a birthday party on Saturday with MacKenna Jane, our granddaughter who is turning five. Her mom is expecting our fourth grandchild in a few weeks. I didn’t even have time to go shopping for her birthday present while I was here.

Life goes on. It always does. It always will. My life has been changed and transformed by this time in Columbus, and I’ll never again be the same.

I’m trying to get over this – put it behind me. I’ve blown my nose, wiped my tears, picked up my socks and I’m trying to get on with it. I’m afraid I’m not able to “exercise restraint.”

It’s so hard. There’s this very tender place in my heart from where it was punched and kicked and beaten up yesterday afternoon.

It is not well with my soul.

I will start working on my sermon for Sunday in a little while. I also have some course work to finish and a class to attend Friday morning.

I’ll be seeing my spiritual director and spend some time with my therapist. I’ll see my chiropractor and have an adjustment on my back. I’ll hug my family and kiss the grandchildren. Our dogs, Lenny and CoCo will love me and get all excited when I walk in the door. If I’m lucky, I’ll be able to get a massage.

I wish I could say I feel hopeful and confident about the future of the church. I don’t. I’m not even sure I can name or identify the entire range of my emotions. I don’t have the energy for anger. I just know that I feel very, very sad.

It’s not what I want, but, for right now, it’s the best I can do.


Gordon said...

Dear Rev. Elizabeth,
What a beautiful post. But take heart my friend. Yes, our church provided a mediocre response through B33.
And yes I'm disappointed. But I have to admit, the way it's worded is actually humorous due to the fact that it's so loose that whatever criteria some Anglican primate views as unacceptable can keep someone from being consecrated a bishop. If BP Akinola decides that divorced people shouldn't be bishops will we be thrown out of the Anglican communion? This resolution is going to open all kinds of cans of worms.
There was no constitutional or changes in canons. I've even seen postings where B33 is illegal. It this is indeed determined to be true maybe it will be legally challenged.
Thank you so much for the hard work you did on our behalf at GC!
Get some rest!

Gordon said...

Dear Rev. Elizabeth,
What a beautiful post. But take heart my friend. Yes, our church provided a mediocre response through B33.
And yes I'm disappointed. But I have to admit, the way it's worded is actually humorous due to the fact that it's so loose that whatever criteria some Anglican primate views as unacceptable can keep someone from being consecrated a bishop. If BP Akinola decides that divorced people shouldn't be bishops will we be thrown out of the Anglican communion? This resolution is going to open all kinds of cans of worms.
There was no constitutional or changes in canons. I've even seen postings where B33 is illegal. It this is indeed determined to be true maybe it will be legally challenged.
Thank you so much for the hard work you did on our behalf at GC!
Get some rest!

karl maria said...

God bless you Rev. Elizabeth. Thank you for telling the story that needed to be told. I'm sad about this too. It feels like a crucifixion moment to me. And it's that dark time between death and resurrection now. But we still have our own churches. And for that I'm grateful. But coming from a diocese in a search process for a BpCoadj, I'm disheartened and feel that we've sent a very very negative message to LGBT folks.

I came to the Episcopal church as an indirect result of attending +Gene's consecration. I felt the spirit in that room. And it was in such contrast to the video I saw of +Katharine's speech. I had been elated at her election. But now am not so sure that I can trust her judgment, because I assume she had some input in how yesterday went down.

Also, I cannot find anywhere a link to a detailed analysis of which deputations voted which way... is that available somewhere?

best regards from Maine

Lauren Gough+ said...

Elizabeth, dear sister. B033 is about the same kind of vagueness that the "concience clause" was back in the 70's. We will rue the passage of such nonsense but that is the way the Episcopal Church does business. It takes a stand and then it gets scared and tries to fix it to its embarrassment.

I have gotten old in this convention. I can remember GC1973 when women's ordiantion didn't pass. It was painful and betraying. But for some reason we still loved the church and got what we needed at GC1976.

This heartache will not change the work of our parishes. It will not change our love for God or God's love for us. It just shows us how we need to be prepared for the next round. Let the 11 bishops go, not all their parishes will go with them. Let the new PB be faced with the backwardness and fear of the rest of the communion. Let these things work themselves out because God is doing a new thing within us. And it is a powerful thing that is worth hurting for.

Remind me that I wrote these things when I call.

Jannine Maire said...

Dear Rev. Elizabeth,

Yes, you are reaching a wider audience. You reached me clear out in the West in a small town, and I thank God for you. Maybe She's calling you to preach to a bigger congregation as well as the one you love so well. Keep the faith!

CountyBoyNYC said...

We're all so blessed through your spirit, Mother ... I noticed your sermons are online at the St. Paul's Website...I sure hope you'll put this Sunday's up there. We carry you now in our hearts and would love to hear your follow-up ... Welcome home. Rest well. All love, david and sean

Bonnie said...

Rev. Elizabeth for President!

Thank you for your updates from convention, which I have been reading faithfully for the past week. I'm in the Diocese of Tennessee, where we are so divided that we've had 3 unsuccessful attempts to elect a Co-Adjustor to replace Bp. Herlong. Reading your blog this week, along with doing outreach work and feeding at the eucharistic table, has helped me remember why I stay in the church. Don't stop writing. . .but do get some rest.
peace and love from Tennessee.

Bonnie said...

oops, I meant Co-Adjutor, not Co-Adjustor. That's pretty funny though.

FirstStater said...

Dear Elizabeth+, I 've been working on a reply to the Church of England and the ABC and tossing around a few words to try them out. I think I've got my opening sentence. How does this sound? Seems a little familiar - but what isn't these days - so I'll go with it:

"When in the course of human events......"

Maybe I can get some folks to sign it with me when I'm done! What a good idea!

Maybe the English have heard it before?

Mata H said...

Oh it is awful, and heartbreaking and you have every right in the world to feel wretched. I feel it with you. - but the GC is not The Church. Those you love who love you are The Church. You are in my deepest prayers. Please take heart in this, if you can --

In the face of death, live humanly. In the middle of chaos, celebrate the Word. Amidst Babel, speak the truth. Confront the noise and verbiage and falsehood of death with the truth and potency and the efficacy of the Word of God. Know the Word, teach the Word, nurture the Word, preach the Word, defend the Word, incarnate the Word, do the Word, live the Word.
WILLIAM STRINGFELLOW, An Ethic for Christians and Other Aliens in a Strange Land

Ew-3 said...

The Church did the right thing. It may not be enough, mind you - we shall have to wait and see on that one. But I think ECUSA has at least made a strong signal that they do not wish to break up the Anglican Communion. I commend them for the steps they have taken.

Sharon said...


I was also saddened, though not unexpectedly so, by the turn of events at Convention. I considered coming as a volunteer but stayed away to avoid what I thought could become a traumatic experience for me. I am very thankful to Bishop Chane and others who expressed the minority view and have made it known to others.

The following story came to me in an email today. I hope the metaphor contained therein will be a comfort to you.


In a recent front page story of the SF Chronicle, you will find the story of a female humpback whale who had become entangled in a spider web of crab traps and lines.

She was weighted down by hundreds of pounds of traps that caused
her to struggle to stay afloat. She also had hundreds of yards of
line rope wrapped around her body, her tail, her torso, a line
tugging in her mouth.

A fisherman spotted her just east of the Farralone Islands
(outside the Golden Gate) and radioed an environmental group for help.

Within a few hours, the rescue team arrived and determined that she was so bad off, the only way to save her was to dive in and untangle her ...a very dangerous proposition.

One slap of the tail could kill a rescuer.

They worked for hours with curved knives and eventually freed her.

When she was free, the divers say she swam in what seemed like joyous circles. She then came back to each and every diver, one at a time, and nudged them,
sometimes playfully, and seemed to thank them.

Some said it was the most incredibly beautiful experience of their lives.

The guy who cut the rope out of her mouth says her eye was
following him the whole time, and he will never be the same.

May you, and all those you love,
be so blessed and fortunate ...
to be surrounded by people who will help you get untangled
from the things that are binding you.

And, may you always know the joy
of giving and receiving gratitude.

I pass this on to you in the same spirit as it was passed on to me today.

Original Story.........not an urban legend.......

Robert Horwath said...

Dear Reverend Mother Elizabeth:

Don't give up! Your transparency has been a great sign that the Holy Spirit is working in you. I am an Episcopalian from the Church of St. Peter's by-the-Sea in Sitka, Alaska and am also a 20 something gay man. Your wonderful comments have been the most honest and inspiring I have seen out of all of the blogs.

You have fought hard for us. I know that we will have full inclusion at the next GC--Something in my heart has just confirmed it.

I truly believe that even if we are out of the Communion because of our stand on inclusion--it will not take long as society and people evolve for us to be re-included.

If belonging to the Chair of St. Augustine is so important maybe we should be praying to him to have favor. I think it would also be good to note that as the Global South Primates rail against this Church: in the end they will be excommunicating Canturbury and each other. Since some of the so-called Orthodox primates allow women priests and deacons it will not be too soon that those who don't will theologize that the GS primates that perform these ordinations will have placed themselves outside of the Traditional Catholic Faith and Order. After they have consumed the mainline Churches in the Communion with their rage, they will turn on each other or they will be consummed by the progress of the Global North and its inclusivity.

Keep working for Christ and God's Church.

I am praying for you.


Robert Horwath
St. Peter's, Sitka
Diocese of Alaska

Sue Stromquist said...

After GC2003, I was devestated. My parish priest asked me, "why do you go to church? What do you need from the church?" After several days, I answered him - I can pray on my own, I can be a Christian on my own, I can read the services on my own, I can do Bible Study on my own, but I can't do corporate worship on my own. That is what I need from my church.I grow more as a Christian when I weekly commit myself to a worship community. And that is easiest to do in a place where I am welcomed unconditionally.

Now we must ask ourselves that of the Anglican Communion. What does the Episcopal Church of the USA need from the Anglican Communion? I don't know the answer - it may well be the same as mine - corporate worship or togetherness. I pray daily for those who are smarter than I and can figure these things out while I ask the questions.

W said...

Rev Elizabeth,
I, too, am sad and disappointed. Bishop Robinson was one of the reasons I came to this church. To see us decide that a certain, long-suffering minority should fall on their swords for the rest of the church doesn't seem right. You did not, after all, volunteer to do so. This particular sacrifical gambit is likely not going to be enough anyway: after all, eight ex-Episcopal bishops have already walked.

I hope that next convention, we will allow each other to walk in peace, and hopefully the splits would be temporary. Regardless, I know that the Spirit is moving among us all, and that all will be well.

Jim T said...

Dear Elizabeth,

I have been so struck by your openness and spirit filled comments. I am one of those who stumbled on to this blog by accident and I am grateful. I posted something before on your blog and I hope you will bear with me to tell you a story about Frank Griswold.

Back a couple of years ago my husband and I and our daughter were in church. I remember this a kind of a gauzy, happy time now. I felt secure in our parish and felt God working in my life and and the life of my partner. It was a summer "green" Sunday and most people were at the Beach, so it was a small crowd. I looked over my partner's shoulder and saw behind us a few pews, Frank Griswold. Unannounced, untrumpeted. Our associate rector was giving a half kid/half adult kind of sermon and needed a child to go to the front to hold some props and answer questions. She asked my daughter to come up, who did. But our daughter, who at that time was 7, was in a snit that day. After getting up in front of everyone she basically refused to open her mouth, hold anything, or be cute in any way. After several attempts, the priest began to fill in Alice's lines and eventually she sulked back to our pew.

Afterwards, during our "Lemonade on the Lawn" time, I approached Frank and Phoebe and thanked them for their support of gay people like us and apologized for Alice. They both were so gracious. And both of them commented how they like girls who have a mind of their own.

I felt so happy at that moment...and safe...and felt that here was someone who got it and would protect me.

I tell this story because faith is all about connections and relationships. Not doctrine and dogma. This is not about the wording of the resolution. It is about betrayal.

It is about betrayal.

After we had to leave our parish because the so called reappraisers had given more money to the Capital Campaign than the people who supported us, we have been waiting. Waiting for GC to fix things so that we could go find another Episcopal Parish and feel safe again.

Sadly, I can see that will not happen now.

It is about the betrayal

Elizabeth Kaeton said...

Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. For your stories, your care, your concern.

I'm home now, in my own home, in my own bed, surrounded by people who know me well and love me still.

Lenny and CoCo are snuggled up beside me - so happy to have their "pack" back together again.

As Dame Julian said, "All will be well."

I believe it will. It's just going to take some time.

Denita said...

Dear Friend,

I stumbled onto your blog by accident, and returned purposefully. I have only recently discovered the Episcopal church, having left the Southern Baptist denomination 20 years ago. Your words from the convention have given me hope and encouragement that I have found the right people to join with as I lift my voice to the Lord. Please continue to post when you return to your parish. Your words of wisdom are needed by many of us as we continue on our journey of faith and acceptance.

W said...

by the way, I thought I should mention that Lenny Briscoe is one of my favorite L&O characters - the sarcasm, the dry wit, the problems with relationships, the breakdown when his daughter was murdered... he was very human.

A. said...

Rev. Kaeton,

Speaking as a conservative, I want to express my regrets over what you, along with many gay and lesbian churchgoers, have experienced over the last few days.

This church has made promises to gays and lesbians, and now it has gone back on them. It offered hope of acceptance, then pulled it away at the last second.

Whether those promises were wise is a matter for another post on another forum, the fact is people have had the rug pulled out from under them. One does not have to approve of homosexuality to see the harshness of what has happened.

And all for what you justifiably called "mediocrity", a mealy-mouthed resolution strong-armed through a reluctant convention, a resolution that does not guarantee good relations with the rest of the communion.

Like you, I am embarassed by this convention, for many reasons. Some of those reasons are different from yours, some of them are shared.

I know that we have important differences. I won't pretend to be your closest friend. But I imagine that you must be thinking that this has to be about the most muddled message our church could give, delivered in the worst way imaginable.

Let me tell you, it doesn't look any better on my side, either.

Sophia said...


I do not know what else I can say about I can say about GC that hasn't been said by someone, somewhere in the last couple of weeks.

So on an only somewhat-related topic, I'm going to make a shameless pitch for the "webring" I belong to - RevGalBlogPals. It's a group of women (and some men) who are clergy, seminarians, church staff members, or just friends of any of the above. When I joined there were about 30 blogs affiliated with it, now there are 160. This has happened in just over a year!

My affiliation with this community has been profoundly helpful as I've gone through the "process" of applying for postulancy to the priesthood. The members are very diverse and don't always agree with each other (although they tend towards the progressive/liberal side of things), but their conversation is always warm and supportive. It's a very civilized online community. The members are Episcopal, Lutheran, Presbyterian, Methodist. United Church of Christ, Baptists, Roman Catholic, seeking, unaffiliated, Pentacostal, etc., etc. It's very ecumenical. We are all different ages - from college to retired, and life situations- married, partnered, widowed, divorced, single, vowed members of monastic orders. No matter what is happening in your life, someone on the webring has been there and will offer you prayers and support in your comments. We have a sort of "common room" blog that we all read where people take turns posting news from the ring, prayers, etc. Another very exciting thing about the group is that it has published two books of daily devotional written by members - one called "A Light Blazes in the Darkness" for this past Advent and one called "Ordinary Tine" for this year's Pentecost season lectionary.

You can check us out at

It's a great group of people - and the only place I know with a CafePress store where you can by a t-shirt or mug that says "does this pulpit make my butt look big?" for a good cause! :-)

Michael Cudney said...

Thank you for sharing so eloquently your pain with us. I too was elated by the election of the new PB, and the defeat of A161 by the HoD, and then devestated by the vote on B033. It hurt so much I think because we thought that finally we had overcome the bigotry. My first thought was to just leave. But that isn't really an option, is it? I won't let them push me away.
God bless you, and give you much strength for the continuing struggle, and much joy as well.

Mrrphh said...

I was very moved by what was happening to you, and moved by your ability and willingness to write it out for us.

I had an experience that generated what seems to be a similar response. Loss, betrayal, no place really safe but home.

I had to reinvent myself. I became someone without the hope I'd had, someone with a different future, a different place in society.

Finally, I had to have a funeral for my lost self: All of us go down to the dust; yet even at the grave we make our song: Alleluia, alleluia, alleluia.

Jesus said, " 2 In my Father’s house there are many dwelling places. " Like an apartment house for all of us. So I just moved down the hall a bit from my old place so my friends could find me.

Emily said...

As always you speak truth with grace and passion. Thank you.

Convention? Appalled, enraged, heart-broken. I grieve for our Church and have wondered for a long time if I want to use the word "our" anymore.

". . .whose manner of life presents a challenge to the wider church. . ." Does that include those whose manner of life embodies bigotry, hate, greed, & self-righteous power?

I have an image of you (that I have used in sermons many times): we were standing outside All Saints, Pasadena and the usual hate-filled placards were on site and a man wearing one came up to us and said: Have YOU read YOUR Bible this morning?" And you said, "Yes.--Jesus loves me this I know for the Bible tells me so!" and smiled your most winning smile.

Jesus weeps. Is this Body of Christ we call the Episcopal Church dying?

My love to you and yours, old friend. Today I prefer the Gospel according to the Beatles: "Love is all you need" and "in the end the love you take is equal to the love you make."

Emily (Bell)


And the best you can do even on your worst day is better than most of us can muster on our worst.

Love you bushels!

Jeffersonian said...

Only someone with a heart of stone could possibly read this entry and not laugh out loud. It's as if someone that has just thrown himself overboard and is stunned and shocked to find himself wet and the ship sailing away. Kudos!