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  1. Fausta, suberb post, I’m teary eyed. Next month, I’m going to stand on a beach in North Carolina and witness my daughter exchange vows of marriage with a wonderful young man. He is in the Army, and proudly serving our country. Thanks for the advance visual, and a reminder of how precious is the gift of life.

  2. Bless you, dear. Yes, indeed, there is no going back — the ultimate reason for filling each and every instant of one’s life with alertness, optimism, gratitude to God, and, well, life that it can possibly hold.

    (P.S.: Try Rosary-at-the-wheel. It does a good job holding down road rage!)

  3. Try Rosary-at-the-wheel. It does a good job holding down road rage!
    Yes, but what about those imprecations to the divinity?

  4. The beach clears the head like no other. It’s one of the only times I jump out of bed to watch the sun rise. The smell, the wind, the roar of the ocean – it’s like sitting on God’s front porch and sipping tea with the Big Guy. No rush. No fuss. And NO cell coverage.