It’s a Wonderful Life

As I sit here in my little barcalounger next to daddy’s hospital bed I am reminded of George Bailey in It’s A Wonderful Life. I opened a fortune cookie today I found in the bottom of my purse that a woman gave me at the Burbank airport bar the other night while I was waiting for the red-eye. The fortune read – Have Realistic Expectations. I was a bit taken aback as, generally speaking, I receive fortunes that tell me how fabulous and amazing everything will be for me in my bright future – but there is nothing certain in any one’s future really – is there? The only thing that is certain is this very moment. THIS day and what we do with it. It really is the little things that matter – the small human moments where we are reminded that the less glamorous something is the more meaningful it is. Sure, I’m a bit disappointed that I’m not in Barcelona or on safari but my father is sleeping soundly for the first time in a week. I broke his fever earlier packing him with ice. A nurse hugged me and thanked me for being such an advocate for my father. I feel like the richest gal in town.


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