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The Waking

I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow.
I feel my fate in what I cannot fear.
I learn by going where I cannot go.

We think by feeling. What is there to know?
I hear my being dance from ear to ear.
I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow.

Of those so close beside me, which are you?
God bless the Ground! I shall walk softly there,
And learn by going where I have to go.

Light takes the Tree, but who can tell us how?
The lowly worm climbs up a winding stair;
I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow.

Great Nature has another thing to do
To you and me; so take the lively air,
And, lovely, learn by going where to go.

This shaking keeps me steady. I should know.
What falls away is always. And is near.
I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow.
I learn by going where I have to go.

--Theodore Roethke


Joy's Updates - Straight from the Horse's Mouth.
Thursday, August 22, 2002  
Butch Report

Mother just called to let me know Butch's angioplasty procedure was successful. They did it early this morning before Janelle and Mother got there. He was groggy but motioned for Mother to come over and told her not to worry about him because he was going to be fine but to concentrate on me. Mother told him we were both going to be fine. Anyway, we're all taking care of each other and especially Mother who excels at taking care of people. She's a great mother. I've learned so much from her example. Too bad I didn't do more of it and stay as active and involved as she does. I am more like my aunt in that respect though and read and think too much. But we're all pretty funny!

The ibupropen I took last night broke the fever, and I woke up drenched! That's always fun. I feel better though since my fever is down around normal. There are just so many more times I'm going to be able to wash my pillow without it turning into one clump. It's a soft one I use with the bigger ones, so I can scrunch it around. It might be time for a new one soon. At least the sheets get changed often! Dr. Spigel said the fever is from my body dealing with the destroyed tumors (tumor lysis or necrosis - creepy word). So I do know all this is working.

11:18:00 AM

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