tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29373297.post2723082036980668873..comments2024-03-23T18:50:32.902-04:00Comments on Telling Secrets: Hospice Lesson #6: "I'm lovin' it"Elizabeth Kaetonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06787552280232329081noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29373297.post-38004913647293822422015-02-25T11:45:26.558-05:002015-02-25T11:45:26.558-05:00This was wonderful. My brother died three years ...This was wonderful. My brother died three years ago after a very long bout with lung cancer. He and I spoke daily for a year and a half, and our conversations often dwelt on little things like how good the iced coffee from the shop down the street tasted, and hopes for the Arizona Cardinals season, and watching the desert hares frolic just outside the window, and on and on. It didn't dawn on me until much later that these were all little celebrations of life, savored all the more in the knowledge that time was fleeting.<br />Life, and living, is precious, even when the object of celebration is a warm bun surrounding a small patty of fish and a bit of tartar sauce.<br />Thank you, Elizabeth, again, for these reflections.Lou Poulainnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29373297.post-6329831379532607232015-02-20T09:48:32.703-05:002015-02-20T09:48:32.703-05:00JCF - It's the little things after all. (Altho...JCF - It's the little things after all. (Although I'm too much of a purist to consider putting Old Bay in Tartar Sauce. Is nothing sacred? LOL.)Elizabeth Kaetonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06787552280232329081noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29373297.post-69956683732258727502015-02-20T00:24:39.296-05:002015-02-20T00:24:39.296-05:00They sound like me a week ago, squealing when I sa...They sound like me a week ago, squealing when I saw that a (still rare for Northern California) Popeye's Chicken had opened nearby! Soooooo tasty....JCFhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14516376500318551838noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29373297.post-11983354307685515882015-02-19T20:41:47.442-05:002015-02-19T20:41:47.442-05:00Melody, I admit that there is a piece of me that w...Melody, I admit that there is a piece of me that wants her to eat as many fish sandwiches with soft warm buns as she wants, but if that's her metaphor for getting into heaven after she dies, well, as Pope Francis said, "Who Am I to judge? <br />Elizabeth Kaetonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06787552280232329081noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29373297.post-76167401234788821422015-02-19T20:38:36.767-05:002015-02-19T20:38:36.767-05:00Susan B - Or, whether people need "motivation...Susan B - Or, whether people need "motivation". Elizabeth Kaetonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06787552280232329081noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29373297.post-3455070732823516682015-02-19T16:39:02.774-05:002015-02-19T16:39:02.774-05:00Love It...never know what will motivate people...Love It...never know what will motivate people...Susan Brookshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00760113480770629518noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29373297.post-84019577854589055922015-02-19T12:40:53.933-05:002015-02-19T12:40:53.933-05:00It's the little pleasure, for sure :) (And I h...It's the little pleasure, for sure :) (And I hope that your patient can hold on so that she can have some soft, warm buns and delicious tartar sauce in that magical sandwich.)Melodyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01335907113967987846noreply@blogger.com