I am determined to survive whatver debris life throws my way with my sense of humor intact. I'm a 52 year old woman with disabling MS and, after trying to fight it out by myself, have recently moved into a nursing home. This is the story of my effort to get through life while living here. My one talent and redeeming trait is that I enjoy writing nonsense verse, which I will share with you. all entries © Deborah Taylor, 2010 All rights reserved
Sunday, January 24, 2010
David
David, the organist, was my closest friend in all the world and my dearly loved soulmate. He was gay, so there was never anything physical between us, but our souls were united. He did an incredible job in this church. There was a long period of time when there was no permanent pastor, and David really carried the church and kept it going. Not only was the music program wonderful, but he did all the banners, and special seasonal services, and social events, etc., etc., etc. I can’t even BEGIN to cover it all. He even got a janitor from his school to do the cleaning just before Easter so it would be spotless. I just wish he could play this nice organ.
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