Your sunbeams and your pounces live inside me every day. They trickle from me into every person I meet.
People you've never met --who've never even read your blog -- feel the warmth of KCSunshine. You make the world better. Whether you're on a basketball court, in a hospital bed, on a beach, or watching over us from above.
Millions of people skitter about their lives all over the world. I am so blessed to have skittered next to you.
When I was 16, the book "Cat's Cradle" changed my life. The most influencial part was the Last Rites of the invented religion of Bokonism:
"God made mud,
God got lonesome,
So God said to some of the mud, 'Sit up!'
'See all I've made, the hills, the sea, the sky, the stars.'
And I was some of the mud that got to sit up and look around.
Lucky me, lucky mud.
I, mud, sat up and saw what a nice job God had done.
'Nice going, God!
Nobody but You could have done it, God! I certainly couldn't have.
I feel very unimportant compared to You.
The only way I can feel the least bit important is to think of all the mud
that didn't even get to sit up and look around.
I got so much, and most got so little.
Thank you for the honor!'
Now mud lies down again and goes to sleep.
What memories for mud to have!
What interesting other kinds of sitting-up mud I met!
I loved everything I saw!
I will got to heaven now.
I can hardly wait . . .
You are some of the most beautiful sitting-up mud I've had the pleasure to know.
With surging love,