Reality is the leading cause of stress amongst those in touch with it. (Jane Wagner, and Lily Tomlin)

An enhancement of yesterday's picture

There's a woman I know from Maine who is looking forward to her 60th birthday. And the reason she's so excited about turning 60 is because her mom and dad have told her that she can't drive until she's 60. But don't worry, she'll be sure to put on her seatbelt because you've got to buckle up the ones you love. She'll stop, look and listen. And she'll drive real slow, because better slow than sorry. Besides, patience is a Virgil.

This woman is also planning on dying her hair blonde, because blondes have more fun. Personally, I can't imagine why she needs to be blonde; she's already a lot of fun. She knows every song I grew up singing, plus a few extras, and she will sing them at the drop of a hat. Or at the start of the day, or at lunch, or any other chance she gets; there's always a song in her heart. And there's usually a couple of dance steps (or at least a bump and grind) to go with that song. And if my camera is in sight, she'll stop to "strike a pose" for me.

I'm going to say this once, not twice, just once: She's a wonderful person, and there's a lot of us who love her. And we're sending that love in prayers, with hope that it carries her through these next critical days.