Please Pray For Tigger

Tigger is my son's cat. He is old and has an inoperable tumor or polyp growing in his head that puts pressure on his brain. Some days, he doesn't walk at all, and some days he tries and manages a few steps before he falls. His appetite is still good, but he must be hand-fed soft food.

On Wednesday, my grandchildren will come to be with their dad, and when they're together they will have a decision to make. Is it time? What about Tig's quality of life?

The children love Tigger. Each day when she gets home from school my granddaughter goes straight to hand-feed Tig. Whatever they decide, it's tough on all of them right now, including poor Tig.

No Email Today

I can't respond to any emails today. Something has crashed on my computer















and the mouse is missing.

Thanks to Doug.

Hubble Photos - Extraordinary

Evil Eyes

Look at all of them. They're magnificent.

From the Telegraph.

Thanks to Lapin.

Roseann Is Very Sick And Depressed

From Roseann:

Today at 12:23pm

I'm really sick hon. The blood cultures show all kinds of bacteria. They're going to have to remove my catheter nd put in a new one. I'll wrote more later. I'm so depressed and sick right now.

From Sue, with the caveat that she is 1200 miles away:

Mimi, This has become a terribly serious situation for Roseann, and by removing the catheter, and she didn't say which catheter, will help, but she is going to be on antibiotics for a while. I'm concerned for her depression.

I have no words except, please pray.

Gayle - Anniversary Of Year Three

Why Couldn't You Stay?

You walked away; you left us
Bereft, bereaved.
How could you go?
It wasn't your doing,
I know, I know.
Yet, how could you go?

Two years passed and gone,
Slipped away.
After you'd left, I'd think
I'll call her; I'll email.
Oh no! None of that!
You won't answer.

Now I know you're gone.
No thoughts of visits to come,
Seeing your face, hearing your voice,
The sound of your laughter.
Sadness lingers, emptiness remains.
Why couldn't you stay?

Grandmère Mimi - 04-27-08


Yesterday was the second anniversary of the death of my sister, Gayle, from pancreatic cancer. I still miss her. The picture above was taken on the grounds of the Tower of London during a trip we made together. I stopped to take a picture of the Norman chapel Chapel Royal shown in the center. Gayle walked on and I caught her in the picture. For her memorial service, we searched for pictures to include in a small display, and I found this one - Gayle walking away from all of us who loved her. I have it framed and on my mantle. For me, it says it all.

Reposted from last year. Another year has gone by, but it's no easier. I still miss her quite a lot. All the same words apply, except that another year has passed.

My First Communion Boy

Pictured above is my youngest grandson on the occasion of his First Communion in the Roman Catholic Church. He's thumbing through his gift from Mimi and Grandpère, a Star Wars dictionary, which he adored. The tradition is to give the children something pious like a rosary, a cross, a Bible, etc. I wanted to give him a Bible, but, as usual, I wasn't organized in time to buy a suitable Bible online, and none were to be found in my area. There was a "God's Warrior Bible", but that did not appeal to me. I settled for the Star Wars book, so as not to be at the ceremony empty-handed. Not pious at all. Or is it? Well, it could be. I found out what the rest of the family gave him, and he did not get a Bible, so he'll get one from us - later.

All the children looked so sweet and holy. My GS answered not one, but TWO questions from the priest, both correctly. He was quite proud, as was his grandmother.

Fr. Irish is no longer the pastor of their church - Fr. Irish, of the request for applause for President Bush during the sermon and the unusual liturgies with "Hail Marys" in the middle of the Eucharistic prayer, lost his work permit and had to return to Ireland. I'm sure the bishop will miss him, as there is a serious shortage of priests here.

May God bless all the children and draw them close through the precious gift of the Holy Eucharist.

Pray For Roseann

Mimi, Roseann is back in the hospital. The nausea was very bad and now her electroytes are out of wack, so the doctor's are attempting to get that under control.

She is very distressed about this.

Sue

I'm sure that Roseann is distressed. I would be, too. It's quite discouraging.

Heavenly Father, giver of life and health: Comfort and relieve your sick servant Roseann, and give your power of healing to those who minister to her needs, that she may be strengthened in her weakness and have confidence in your loving care; through Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen.

(Book of Common Prayer, p.459)

"The Banality Of Bush White House Evil"

Frank Rich writes with his usual excellence in his opinion column in the New York Times. Today's column is on torture. I quote the final paragraph in the column:

President Obama can talk all he wants about not looking back, but this grotesque past is bigger than even he is. It won’t vanish into a memory hole any more than Andersonville, World War II internment camps or My Lai. The White House, Congress and politicians of both parties should get out of the way. We don’t need another commission. We don’t need any Capitol Hill witch hunts. What we must have are fair trials that at long last uphold and reclaim our nation’s commitment to the rule of law.

Yes. Please read the entire column.

Brain Food Through The Eyes

From the Independent:

Most centenarians attribute their great age to some magic elixir or other. The longevity of the Italian scientist Rita Levi-Montalcini, who this week became the first Nobel Prize-winner to reach the age of 100, might be the result of a potion that is a little out of the ordinary: Professor Levi-Montalcini, it is said, puts her undiminished mental vigour down to regular doses of nerve growth factor (NGF) – the discovery that made her famous.
....

Dr Levi-Montalcini, a neurologist and development biologist, still works every day at the European Brain Research Institute, which she founded in Rome.
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"If I'm not mistaken," she said, "I can say my mental capacity is greater than when I was 20 because it has been enriched by so many experiences, in the same way that my curiosity and desire to be close to those who suffer has not diminished."

Her collaborator in the NGF research, Pietro Calissano, says:

"Every day, she takes NGF in the form of eye drops," he said, "but I can't say for sure if this is her secret.

I wonder if I can get some of those drops.

Levi-Montalcini's life has been hard at times. She is Jewish, and during the Mussolini era, she fled from place to place and went into hiding.

"Don't fear difficult moments," she said, "the best comes from them."

Good words from a strong woman who has her priorities right. And isn't she a classy looking lady? She's beautifully groomed, and she's not alone. Italian women are the best dressed anywhere. The women who walk on cobblestones in five-inch heels are amazing.

Thanks to Lapin.

It's So Simple

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