Friday, December 05, 2014

From Elaine

Brian Klepper recently reminded many of us about a beautiful essay written by his now departed wife Elaine Waples, as they faced the inevitablity of her death from cancer.  Here it is.

Here's the part I like best:

There is no bucket list. There are no plans to see the great pyramids, kiss the Blarney Stone, or throw a party in Times Square. We look to the small things we have known for decades that have become precious to us now: a walk on the beach, a Saturday matinee movie, sharing a bowl of ice cream, holding hands as we go to sleep at night.

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