Dear Friends,
We are gathered here tonight, on this solemn occasion, to pay tribute to Lee's dead thought.
It was such a brave little thought, and never once complained. Nor did it ever trail muddy footprints into the house, or leave the refrigerator open, causing the milk to spoil and kill people. We are sure it was a good thought.
Friends, let us look past our mourning to brighter days. Days, in a few weeks' time, when Lee's poor damaged brain will recover from her Excruciating Testing Ordeal and have new thoughts.
In the meantime, let us live each thought as if it were our last.
Amen.
(I think that's pretty close to what I actually said last night)
sniff sniff ... so sad, and so true. For my part, I'm still kind of in shock. I never even got to meet it! My heartfelt condolences go out to the poor author of the now deceased thought.
ReplyDeleteAlas, poor thought!
ReplyDeleteIt was a great eulogy! =)
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