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I guess as I get closer to age 50 this summer, I will be losing more people I know or knew in my life.  

I sat in the Episcapal Church that was under over ten feet of water from Hurricane Ike and I realized that Galveston was rebuilding and cleaning up from such a devestating Hurricane.  Galveston has been so devestated It amazes me like a surealistic dream each time I visit as I cant believe the damages.

The will of Galvestonians to live and to go on was amazing to me as I drove through my hometown of Galveston.  

The paper this past week was so morbid as it stated that many are still missing from Port Bolivar, I believe still over 20 people (not yet listed on the deathcount ?) and they are having to pay a company to search for remains in piles of debris.

Yet yesterday.. everyone in Galveston I knew and from the community turned out in a crowded antique church, as they do for every life lost in Galveston to morn yet another death.

I looked at the beautiful murals and stained glass windows, ancient gothic carved woodworks and Pipe organ, stained walls from the great strom visualizing it all being flooded, and realized that life will go on and death is a cycle of life.

The woman I went to honor, Margie Kelso, wife of Ray Kelso both of Galveston, were honorable citizens and Margie gave so much of herself and time to others.

I knew her through my mother and always loved talking to her as she was so fascinating.  She told me that I was a futuristic thinker and a visionary.  I think she was too. Betty was my mothers friend and she washed towels at the hair salon my mother worked and Betty had given daily care to Margie before she died until she was moved due to the Hurricane and died in a hospic.  Betty asked us to join her at the front of the church where all Margies caregivers were honored.  Margie lived a good and full life.  

I just want to tell you all we only get one ticket to planet earth.  One ticket to ride.  So make the most of your tickets ladies and help others along the way.  

Have a wonderful weekend. And Im sooo glad to be alive each day.



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