What are my thoughts -
Well, life here is going on. Faster than I want. And with this knock in the head from my sister's illness.
She is worse than I thought/knew. Worse, I think than anyone knew.
What are the meanings behind - the story that I used to tell her - most nights - in bed - when we were young?
That you can rise above any adversity? Good things come in little packages> Greed is not good?
I like this picture that I found.
Jack and the Beanstalk