All the Good I can muster goes one street over and down the block a bit to my friend Rita and Uwe’s house. And there you’ll find good company of people sending all the good they can muster to a family losing their dad and man this week.
It’s hard to focus on work or fun or even on iVillage happenings. It could have been us, one street over and down the block when my mom fell ill in the same hospital at the same time as Uwe earlier this year. It’s so close, it’s too close. It will be us someday, but not today. These are Uwe and Rita’s days.
I think about them every waking hour. I send every ounce of peace and happiness I have inside me one street over and down the block a bit.
Won’t you join me? One street over and down the block… all the goodness you can muster for a man who’s ending one journey and beginning another.