09/06 4eme semaine/ 4th weeh

Voila.
Ma derniere semaine de vacances se termine, demain je pars pour de nouvelles aventures, et j'avoue que j'aurai prefere gagner au loto, pour n'avoir pas a quitter de nouveau la maison pour les 7 prochains jours. Mais ainsi va la vie pour nous autres personels navigants.

La maman de Kate est repartie, triste sans doute de nous laisser, mais bien plus encore d'apprendre qu'une de ses filles, une soeur a Kate est atteinte du cancer du sein. Ca en fait trois dans la famille, entre la mere, le pere, et maintenant une des filles!
Nul doute pour Kate qu'il ne s'agit pas la d'une coincidence, et qu'il est probable que ce soit due a un environnement ou ils aureint vecu dans le passe. Le freres et soeurs se regardent le coeur serree, en se demandant a qui le tour? 3 sur 6, bonjour les statistiques!

Carpe Diem donc, de nouveau 2 vols dans le planeur, ce qui porte a 32 hrs de vol ce mois ci dessus! Pas mal pour un septembre!

Howdy. How goes it? Ain't life dandy? (Yes, Papa, I went to college.) So who here has seen a John Wayne movie? The Searchers.... The High and the Mighty.... The Quiet Man (my personal favorite). If not, go rent one. He is the best. In the old days, when I used to hike the nearby mountains, looking over to the next bluff, Sajuaros in view, it was as if John Wayne himself would come riding over on horseback, ready to ask me if I've seen a wagon train go by and, if I would be so kindly as to let him use my well to refresh himself and his horse. Of course, I would say, and even offer dinner. And at dinner he would regale to my husband and myself with tales of the Old West.

Outside of that, not much going on right now. Well, if you count us waiting for our first child to be born nothing. And my sister now amassed in the fight against cancer. And the fact that Texas seems to be the Seventh Circle of Hell. (Don't believe it? Ask my parents and they'll tell you everything that's gone wrong since they moved there.)

The world seems a toil of its usual drugery, wars and abuse and toxic spills. So, instead I shall turn my viewpoint inward, to my tiny, yet fortuitous, family that sits before me. Little Pepito doing what dogs do, my Richard reading one of his favorite magazines, and our little child, at this moment having his brain built up. I like my family. In fact, I love my family. So, all is right with the world (at least our corner). Hope all is right with yours.

Goodnight, Moon. :)