Last night over dinner, Loren and I were talking about our friend Danny. We all go way back. Danny is a close friend and a mentor. Indeed he is some one who guided and significantly affected my spiritual path. We got news yesterday that he's in the hospital, not doing well at all as far as we can tell.
As I took the last sip of my beer reflecting on the situation, I couldn't help but being truly grateful for my own health and circumstances, and I turned my thoughts and prayers toward Danny, who has in the last few days, been sipping on morphine...