Life's Five: Entry 17

Live. I lost a good friend late last week to pulmonary fibrosis (pulmonaryfibrosis.org). Too young to go, too sick to stay, I'll miss you, Stu. You were a good man, good doctor, and a good father. I enjoyed knowing you. So glad I got one last chance to talk to you before you left us. You will be missed. (People aren't around forever. If somebody's been on your mind lately, call them, email them, stop by, or send that note.)

Laugh. One sermon I think this Mom will never forget: "Dear Lord," the minister began, with arms extended toward heaven and a rapturous look on his upturned face. "Without you, we are but dust." He would have continued but at that moment my very obedient daughter (who was listening!) leaned over to me and asked quite audibly in her shrill little girl voice, "Mom, what is butt dust?"

Learn. I like to think I'm just a little creative. It's fun to make something out of nothing, isn't it? Whether it's taglines, lyrics, clay, or paint...true creativity occurs when what's inside of you is simply turned inside out. I am amazed at this video. It started with the composer looking at a photograph in a way no one else had before. Do you need to look at things in a fresh, new way? I know I do at times. Super duper really very much extra medium wish I'd thought of this first: Birds on Wires  

Like. Great blog for mommies in NYC. I'm gonna need you, Mommy Poppins! 

Love. Could you live off the grid if you had to? Modern Day Cave Dweller