I meant to add this to last night’s post. When I flew up to Montana to speak at my Mother’s memorial service as I was preparing my remarks, I found this saying conveniently attached to the candy jar. As a matter of fact, it fell off as I walked by …

Life is a journey not for us to be lowered into the grave all pretty and looking rested. It is a journey for us to slide into the grave broadside ~ banged up, used up but still proclaiming (shouting?) ~

Wow!!! What a ride…WOW!!! What a RIDE!!!

—more later