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March 23, 2008


I scanned once more to see if there was a post today and here it is.If you wondered whether you were exhausted enough, Canadian enough, your Easter typo (Calgary/Calvary?) sums it up! I hope you leave it as a marker for this day in your history. love, Vivian

As Vivien said! I was confused at first that you were somehow suddenly in Calgary...

Thinking of you, your husband and your father-in-law.

Good grief. Thanks for the correction, Vivian - as you deduced, I didn't even notice what I had done! I'm definitely leaving it here!

Thanks so much, Marja-Leena and Kaycie. He had a pretty good night and has been clearer this morning than yesterday, with flashes of humor. The most important thing is that he's calm.

And a typo shows the divine order of it all.


I was looking at the frozen snow and thinking about waiting...waiting for spring...waiting for the winter to be over...
anticipation,anxiety... inseparable.

Love the title of this posting. I knew exactly what you meant...but take this as a sign that you are becoming ever more Canadian.
Please know that you are all in my thoughts and prayers in this beautiful and momentous days, so exquisitely described here.

Picturing your father-in-law savoring those orange slices made me smile. Reminds me of the Zen story of the man hanging off the cliff escaping the tiger, and savoring the wild strawberry he picks while hanging there.

I really took me a while to figure out what you were doing out West...

On pense à vous. Et à lui aussi, bien sûr.

Having read (with admiration) your posts about your wonderful father in law for so many months I feel almost as if he is a friend
My thoughts are with you...

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