As Ronan Keating says, “LIFE IS A ROLLERCOASTER – JUST GOTTA RIDE IT…”
This has been one of the rockiest three weeks of my whole life and, believe you me, I’ve had some rocky times…
ACT I: I started late last month – devastated by some shattering news.
ACT II: Then last week I was on a high, thinking the worst was over.
Champagne, celebrations, Yay, Hurray, It’s all good…but no….
ACT III: Then came the third act “You were saying what? Let me tell you how this rolls, buddy, not so fast…..”
So I’m waiting now for the conclusion, the prognosis, the denoument…
Nope, I don’t believe in Gods, sky fairies, unknown forces who pull our strings.
[sorry – those who do – I’m a heathen, a pagan, an atheist, a non-believer]
I believe in science, precision, funnily enough on the limited and incomplete knowledge of our bodies, of human life, of why we exist.
I trust experts who have the experience and science and knowledge to help us.
And medicine. And nuclear machines.
I met one today.
He’s an expert – I wouldn’t tolerate anything else.
I hope he’s as good as they say he is.
I hope he knows what he’s doing.
My gorgeous, amazing, beloved wife is human.
She’s been my best friend through the best part of my life.
As all we human, carbon-based life forms are.
she exists. As do I.
As long as we are allowed to.
As long as we are allowed to by the sins, transgressions and silly stunts we commit while we are young, and free,
Until we are not.
Yes, I’m philosophizing. I’m rationalizing. I’m talking to myself.
Is anyone listening?
Ahhh – just enjoy the song – let’s be Irish