Tilting at Windmills: Quick post

DH's procedure went well and everything is fine. I saw the new doc, got LOTS of blood drawn and heard about the multiple possibilities coming down the road. No more news til all the test results are in, which will be several weeks at least.

While searching through various stitching blogs recently I came across one I just LOVE. This lady is a riot! Her blog refers to stitching, but is about anything and everything. Check her out at StitchBitch.

GO, PHILLIES!!!

Why "Tilting at Windmills"?

When I started this blog in October 2007, there was a story here about my connection to "Tilting With Windmills". Much of what was in that post no longer applies. Much other of it still does. So, here's the story.

When I was graduating from high school, more than 40 years ago, a group of my friend presented me with a print of Picasso's Don Quixote. They said it reminded me of them.

I get upset when things are wrong, even though getting upset cannot fix them. I dislike people who are cruel or petty or self-serving, and am frustrated that I cannot change them. I fight a daily battle with my health, although I know that every new day is another battle. I have a husband and close friends who support me, even when what I want or believe seems crazy.

So, the comparison with Don Quixote is perhaps an apt one. The story encourages me to take on the battles I see, even the hopeless ones. It reminds me to try to see the best in people. It comforts me that, in the end, even if my actions are futile, they are not meaningless.

I mean to try to continue "to dream the impossible dream".