That merry band of angels (or one hot latin guy) when you need them
When my friend’s daughter was dying she asked me “how am I going to get through this?” and I said, when you need them the most, a merry band of angels will descend to help you over this trough. Similarly, when another friend just lost her grown child, she asked someone, “how will I get through this?” and sure enough, a merry band of angels appeared to hold her up as her knees buckled.
Yesterday, my young Croatian visitor asked me if I believe in God and I said, I don’t know about God but I do know that there is a great mystery in the world that has no words or explanation and I believe in that. In reading the Tao te Ching Lao-tzu writes – if you come to the Tao for answers, it will only confuse you. When my father died at 62 of a massive heart attack, I asked Rabbi Gerson why would God kill my father when he had just retired. The rabbi said, “Would you believe in a God you could understand?”
Today is mom’s surgery and here is a photo that was taken around her 50th birthday in December, 1985. My dad had died in August and she had met Sergio, 15 years her junior, and at the time of this photo she had been out dancing with him till 5AM:
