purple. Because really, is there anything else in life? And I know
it gives your life meaning. Because you tell me so. Let's go to the
mail bag and see what you've written:
How can I live, week to week, knowing that at any moment you may
decide to stop showing us purple pictures?? Please, please, don't
stop! I didn't understand what point there was to life and living
until your blog came along. I now have seen truth and beauty
contained in your words and pictures, and shall relish each day hereon
with the knowledge that there are others like me out there. Thank you
for bringing us this community. I am in your debt. Now excuse me
while I go braid some purple ribbons in my hair." - G. Clinton
I'm paraphrasing, of course, but the sentiment is the same.
On a serious note, hundreds of you (read: more than one but less than
three) have told me a similar story which, now that I have photos, I
have no excuse not to share. Nothing can be as heart-wrenching as
having a sick child whom you have to bring to the hospital, doing all
you & the doctors can to make their life better. These friends of
mine wrote me and said "while i was at the hospital, there was a
doctor/nurse with purple scrubs on, it reminded me of your blog, and I
Anything that can bring a smile to that kind of situation, I'm glad to
have been a part of it. But most importantly, I share this story so
you know that you're not alone.
Oh, and 6 points to the first person to comment on this post who can
tell me where this week's title comes from.