tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2548884643150397912.post2218383013019297325..comments2023-09-26T05:33:08.250-05:00Comments on Queen of the Universe- No Credentials Needed: I Need to Make a Reservation, Pleaselunamotherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14514608202415217448noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2548884643150397912.post-44328988131153731692012-01-05T08:52:46.722-06:002012-01-05T08:52:46.722-06:00Thank you, Fred- I think families like ours have b...Thank you, Fred- I think families like ours have been given a unique gift- we know. We know before we're old(er) and have already spent decades pushing to "get ahead".<br />We know that getting ahead doesn't matter. Where we are and who we're with is everything.lunamotherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14514608202415217448noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2548884643150397912.post-59871140466249434572012-01-05T08:06:26.840-06:002012-01-05T08:06:26.840-06:00I was at a sheetrock plant in Fort Dodge, Iowa one...I was at a sheetrock plant in Fort Dodge, Iowa one day when I was nearly run over by a semi backing into a bay door. Closest to death I've ever come. Since that day, I've been more aware of how fragile I am. I don't let Tessa speak of her death as inevitably prior to mine. "I could go before you," I always say. And it's true. On this past Christmas Eve, my liquor store clerk was murdered ninety-minutes after I bought a bottle of wine from him. Yes, death is part of life, but every moment is, too.Fred Millerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09660937700796431860noreply@blogger.com