December 21--Pure Gold

Happiness comes more from loving than being loved; and often when our affection seems wounded it is only our vanity bleeding. To love, and to be hurt often, and to love again--this is the brave and happy life.  --J. E. Buckrose

    Well! TACM (see yesterday's post) was definitely a case of "vanity bleeding." Ouch.

    My recovery day from TACM went extra-well. I played pickleball in the morning, so satisfying to knock something around with loads of laughter. I spent the afternoon proctoring student doctor encounters at KSCOM. The students were most excited about the imminent Christmas break. I finished my holiday shopping with a baby gift for my newest great-great-niece. Then came the highlight of the day: the annual production of "The Golden Girls" at Roxy's Downtown Dinner Theater. I was with a group of friends whom I had not seen in person for a while, and it was super to hug and catch up. The show was fantastic; I have not laughed that much in quite some time. It was the boost that my stay-up-thru-December efforts needed. 

    Onward,

        Leta