I have some reflections that I'll write about regarding the book that I am reading; Final Gifts. It is an outstanding insightful book on the process of death and dying. I began reading it just before Dad died and feel like I must finish reading it out of respect. Sounds strange, but that is how I feel. Anyway more to come on that later.
So another reason for my self imposed silence is that I have been fighting a chest cold of some sort. I have tightness and congestion and uncomfortable coughing. The whole thing is tiresome in many ways. My voice has been compromised by all the coughing, so not only am I quiet here with my written words I am also trying to be quiet with my spoken word. Back to school with the little kiddos tomorrow. We'll see how that goes.