Button Sunday

Today’s button is a quote from Ralph Waldo Emerson:

I can’t tell you how much it means to me to know there are so many masterpieces making Tim’s world a more beautiful place. I’m delivering all the good thoughts and get well wishes being sent his way from friends who’re calling, e-mailing, Tweeting, and Facebooking (that’s a verb, right?). Tim may be the perfect example of a broke writer and artist, but he’s wealthy in the love and support from new and lifelong friends.

Then there are the ones of you who don’t really know him but know how much he means to me and send your best. I draw so much strength from all of you–and it gives Tom a chance not to have to be my rock of fortitude 24/7.

What could be better than having a King Cake delivered all the way from New Orleans? It may be Greg’s bad luck that he pulled up to The Compound on the same day Tim’s lung collapsed, but it was our good luck that he was here. Between him, Rhonda, Lindsey, Rex’s attorney Laura, and Lynne, The Compound people and dogs have been taken care of, amused, diverted, and surrounded by love and endless acts of kindness and attention.

Greg’s signing at Murder By the Book was a lot of fun on Saturday. And in one of those spontaneous acts of friendship and generosity, he pulled A Coventry Wedding from his shopping bag and held it up to show everyone. I didn’t even know they were carrying the book there, and the great folks who staff this jewel of a bookstore were right on it, bringing stock to the front counter so I could sign it and offering to host a booksigning for me, though there’s not a murder to be found in Coventry.

Now I need to get one of Lindsey’s delicious cookie brownies to the hospital for Tim before they take him off solid foods again in preparation for his surgery tomorrow. I’ll keep you posted on his status. He’s in good spirits–thanks to his many friends.

19 thoughts on “Button Sunday”

    1. Oh, and I have so many ideas for the victims. And the killer.

      (Actually, Tim and I have some longrunning jokes about Coventry titles, and A Coventry Murder was definitely one of them.)

    1. I phrased that badly. Actually, Greg brought the King Cake with him when he came from NOLA on Thursday (he had a Houston book signing on Saturday). It was delicious! Filled with cream cheese and strawberry.

      And you’re right. Those good wishes sustain us!

  1. I’m jealous of your kingcake. One of the librarians originally from Metarie had one shipped to the library every year when I worked at UK’s medical school library. The last one I had was on my Mardi Gras themed 40th birthday party, right after I moved back to BG.

    I put Tim on the prayer list at church this morning.

  2. Timothy really needs to stop making these desperate pleas for attention.

    But seriously, even though I am not a religious person, I shall pray on his behalf (to Kylie Minogue). Give him a hug for me.

    Jeffrey R.

  3. King’s Cake

    My Polish grandmother who’s grandmother was French used to make a King’s cake for the Feast of the Epiphany (Twelfth Night) in January. It was a sweet yeast dough cake filled with nuts, raisins and candied cherries.
    Her pre-lenten celebration was Paczki (pronounced poonchky) Day which could be any day from the Thursday before Ash Wednesday to Fat Tuesday. That day she would make the paczki, a very rich raised doughnut that was filled with fruit.

  4. “…but he’s wealthy in the love and support from new and lifelong friends.”

    So good to know – hope all went well today.

    The book signing looks fun – well, Greg’s grinning anyway! And since I’m half way through “A Coventry Wedding” I’m very glad to learn there are no murders!!

    1. It just doesn’t seem like the right place for a murder. Then again, those adorable small towns are full of goings-on you’d never suspect!

      No surgery today. Will be posting about that.

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