The power of letting go...or, my trip to Mary Patrick's "My Dream is Dead, But I'm Not" funeral

[t_mccarthy]

The Chapel of Chimes was cool and serene when I walked in.  Around the front door I noticed a friend of Mary's setting up a table with the funeral program and some other items.  A few men were walking around and I barely knew anyone there.

I sat in a corner with palm fronds around me and thus created a sort of backdrop.  It's hard for me to look

Comments

[d_willrobinson]

"write 'fini' to what's not working"

Words of wisdom, for sure, at least when it's clear what is and what's not. That's usually my problem.