Visitors

Joe continues to grow weaker every day and the volume of visitors is wearing him out. He is feeling uncomfortable with people sitting and just looking at him - thus I am going to stop visitors.

Unfortunately Gina and I are up most of the night with Joe these days and the only time he and we have to rest is during the day.

We appreciate all of your good intentions, but at this point in his illness, the 4 of us want to sit together and say goodbye. I hope that you all can respect this.

I will post again if we have any major changes in Joe's condition.

We wish you all a wonderful Thanksgiving. I found this poem in my desk this morning as I was rummaging for something that I lost. I thought I would share it with you - - - and no, I didn't find the receipt I was looking for!

With love and a heavy heart,
Vicki, Gina & Tom

Each of us is put here on earth to learn, share, love, appreciate and give of ourselves. None of us knows when this fantastic experience will end. It can be taken away at any mooment. Perhaps this is the powers' way of telling us that we must make the most out of every single day.

From now on, on your way to work, or on your way home, find something beautiful to notice. It doesn't have to be something you see, it could be a scent! Perhaps one of freshly baked bread wafting out of someone's house, or the sound of the breeze slightly rusting the leaves inthe trees. Or the way the morning light catches one autumn leaf as it falls gently to the ground. Please look for these things and cherish them. For although it may sound trite to some, these things are the stuff of life. The little things we are put here on earth to enjoy. The things we often take for granted. We must make it important to notice them, for at anytime....it can all be taken away.

Try to appreciate all of thse things that sometimes we all overlook. Take notice of something special you see on your lunch hour today. Go barefoot. Or walk on the beach at sunset. Stop off on the way home tonight to get a double dip ice cream cone. For as we get older, it is not the things we did that we often regret, but the things we didn't do.

Remember - life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away.