As I sit here in the hospital, on my 4th, and possibly last infusion of chemo poison, 2 2 weeks before finding if the cancer is operable...
Whatever the Divine Parent of us all, the Creator of all wants regarding me here on Titanic (pka Earth), is Her business, not mine. :-) She wants me Home? I could use the rest. My preference, is to stay and fight a bit longer, cuz I think I'm beginning to learn how to be useful. But the 'when,' in when I go Home, is Her business not mine.
MY business is to use every breath she gives me to fight for a Life worth living for my next 200 billion kids, and all of creation.
THIS
IS HUGE. UNLESS WE INSPIRE OUR MEN AND UNIFORM (DID I SAY INSPIRE, WITH
OUR COURAGE!??!?!) TO STAND WITH WE THE PEOPLE, US DEMOCRACY WILL
PERISH FROM THIS EARTH.