triumphgal

As shit gets real and others are not even attempting to see the big picture, as communication once again fails, as life moves on and the river flows (or circles as a character i once knew would say), I need to remember to rise above. I grew up with that, Roger Whittaker was often heard wafting though the house:

‘If’

If you can keep your head when all about you 
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you 
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you, 
But make allowance for their doubting too; 
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting, 
Or being lied about, don't deal in lies, 
Or being hated, don't don't give way to hating, 
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise: 

If you can dream - and not make dreams your master; 
If you can think - and not make thoughts your aim; 
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster 
And treat those two imposters just the same; 
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken 
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools, 
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build 'em up with worn-out tools; 

If you can make one heap of all your winnings 
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss, 
And lose, and start again at your beginnings 
And never breathe a word about your loss; 
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew 
To serve your turn long after they are gone, 
And so hold on when there is nothing in you 
Except the Will which says to them: "Hold on!" 

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue, 
Or walk with Kings - nor lose the common touch, 
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you, 
If all men count with you, but none too much; 
If you can fill the unforgiving minute 
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run, 
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it, 
And - which is more - you'll be a man, my son! 

Rudyard Kipling 

Today the plumber came to see what could be done to move the service for my new washer/dryer combo. Justin from Just in Time (clever) seems great and we have made a plan going forward. I had fun with Diane playing Patchwork after dinner and then we watched the US presidential debate which was much more civil than the last one. It will finally be over soon.

Did have a good giggle when we decided to refer to my Big Toe as Bobby from now on. My daughter Rae had asked how it was and I’d said it was Throbbing Bobby for some reason and now it just seems right