I used to see Bill at the Cancer Center. He was a very friendly man who kept me company as we waited in the lobby. He was in his 80s when he died just a few weeks ago. For the first time in over sixty years, his wife will be spending the holidays alone. I can't imagine how difficult it will be for her. Eating meals alone. Sleeping alone. No longer anyone to be her constant companion. No one to talk to, to laugh with, to hold.

Should she put up the Christmas tree or just leave it in the box? Christmas will never be the same without Bill's kind smile. All those wonderful days of love and friendship are now in the past. How many wives have lost their husbands in recent years? How many husbands have lost their wives? The holidays will be very difficult for those who have lost their life-long partners. I just hope their kids and other family members will remember them. No one should be alone at this festive (and often painfully sad) time of year.

It should have meaning in our lives...

I found these angelic creations on Chicago's lakeshore. The artist is unknown to me.

Is it Evil to be Merciful?

"In our society, a murderer gets more compassion than a person who has led an exemplary life and becomes terminally ill." - Marvin C. Arthur, Las Vegas, in a published letter to TIME Magazine, Oct. 9, 2000.

Is it Evil to be merciful?
Is it Good to ignore those in Hellish pain?

Years ago, on March 31, 2005, I wrote...
"Is it kind to starve the teminally ill to death? Is it kind to let the terminally ill suffer in agony? Horses with broken legs are shot. Dogs and cats who are seriously ill and in pain are put to sleep. Murderers, convicted of capital crimes, are given a lethal dose, so that their death is not considered cruel by the federal courts. Yet, the terminally ill are often "sentenced" to a slow and horrific death without remedy or relief. This is a matter of compassion and mercy. Do we love enough to care?"
No one, not one child of God, should be forced to spend the last days of life in pain and suffering.

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For the first time in my life, I am no longer able to work for a living. I managed to work a full year while being terminally ill, but I just don't have the strength to do it anymore. I closed my business and warehouse in August, 2009. But the bills are still coming in and I don't have any way to pay them. This weighs heavy on my heart, but there is noting I can do about it. I don't have any kind of savings or retirement fund. No stocks or bonds or real estate. I didn't expect to get sick. I cerainly never expected to become disabled.

If you would like to contact me, write me at: Glenn4kindness@yahoo.com. Put in the subject heading: DO NOT DELETE so that I know it is a personal message and not spam. My snail mail address is: Glenn Friedman, P O Box 1112, Bourbonnais, IL 60914. I rarely ever use my phone in an effort to save minutes and money. Click here for information about Myelodysplastic Syndrome posted on Wikipedia.

We cannot know for certain how long we have here. We cannot foresee the trials or misfortunes that will test us along the way. We cannot know God's plan for us.
What we can do is to live out our lives as best we can with purpose, and love, and joy. We can use each day to show those who are closest to us how much we care about them, and treat others with the kindness and respect that we wish for ourselves. We can learn from our mistakes and grow from our failures.
And we can strive at all costs to make a better world, so that someday, if we are blessed with the chance to look back on our time here, we can know that we spent it well; that we made a difference; that our fleeting presence had a lasting impact on the lives of other human beings.

- U. S. President Barack Obama at the funeral of Senator Ted Kennedy, August 29, 2009

What good is accomplished by being brutally honest? Is it really worth the risk of destroying a relationship with a co-worker, friend or loved one? It doesn't matter if you are 100% right. Once you act like a jerk, you have already lost the fight. Sometimes, it's best to just let it go.

Since July 30, 2008, I have received 40 units of blood during 21 transfusions of red blood cells. During the same time period, I received 15 transfusions of platelets which may have come from as many as 60 individuals. It is probable that over 100 unknown donors have been keeping me alive. Knowing that the end may be near, I have treasured each precious day of life. I filled them with music and books, Nature walks and kayaking, family and friends. When I finally kick that proverbial bucket, I can say that it has been a wonderful life - thanks in no small measure to all those who made the last 12 months possible.

God cannot make a peaceful world unless we, His children, help Him by rooting out hatred from our hearts, the prejudice from our mind, the injustice from our society...
God cannot build a happy home unless husband and wife work with Him by bringing to it a spirit of sharing, mutual respect, a binding loyalty, constancy and compassion. - Sidney Greenberg

Today is the Day

There are many fine things which you mean to do someday, under what you think will be more favorable circumstances. But the only time that is surely yours is the present, hence this is the time to speak the word of appreciation and sympathy, to do the generous deed, to forgive the fault of a thoughtless friend, to sacrifice self a little more for others. Today is the day in which to express your noblest qualities of mind and heart, to do at least one worthy thing which you have long postponed, and to use your God-given abilities for the enrichment of some less fortunate fellow traveler. Today you can make your life... significant and worth while. The present is yours to do with it as you will. - Grenville Kleiser (1868 - 1935)

The clock of life is wound but once,

And no man has the power

To tell just when the hands will stop -

At late or early hour.

Now is the only time you own;

Live, love, work with a will.

Place no faith in tomorrow, for -

The clock may then be still. - George H. Candler

I am one of the lucky few. I am afflicted with a terminal disease, but there hasn't been any pain or suffering. Unfortunately, many who are facing death have to endure agonizing torment as they deal with unmanageable pain. Sometimes, the meds only "take the edge off" or give little relief to the pain. It seems to be a horrendous way spend the last few days of one's life. We are kinder to murderers on death row than we are to our own loved ones. We show more compassion to cats, dogs and horses. This is madness. Our sense of morality is so off kilter. Mercy killing is not murder. Showing compassion is not criminal. Our laws which do not allow for death with mercy are immoral, unjust and incredibly unkind. Perhaps, most Americans can't relate to what I am saying, because they haven't experienced constant pain and agony. Perhaps only those who have watched a terminally ill suffer beyond reason will understand the need for more options for the terminally ill.

I am still alive and kicking one year after being diagnosed with Myelodysplastic Syndrome, a bone marrow disorder which, in my case, affects all three types of blood counts: white blood cells, red blood cells and platelets. Due to the severity of my disease, I was given a median life expectancy of 3 to 5 months. Not quite sure why I am beating the odds. I don't have a positive attitude concerning the prognosis. There is not much room for optimism after much research and study regarding my type of disease. I am, however, accepting of it and have been rather serene from the day the doc broke the news to me. I do not fear death though I am not anxious to kick that proverbial bucket. I am neither depressed nor worried about my imminent demise. Instead, I strive to enjoy every single day I have left and to keep the beauty and the fun in living. My two oncologists are doing their best for me, but we're not at all certain if the chemotherapy and the experimental drug combination is working. Just can't figure out why I am still alive.
There is one thing that is very clear and without equivocation. I am the beneficiary of the kindness of an indeterminate number of total strangers during a total of 35 transfusions since July 30, 2008.
I wish I could thank all those kind souls who have kept me from death's door. They are my unseen angels of mercy and love.

I placed a bumper sticker on my van, right after 9/11/2001, which read "God Bless America." Surely, after this horrendous tragedy, Americans, more than ever, needed God's blessings. We needed God's guiding light. But the more I thought about it, the more I realized that the whole world seemed to be in darkness and in desperate need of God's light. But "God Bless the World" just didn't have the same ring to it. It seemed an awkward phrase. Yet the more I pondered it, the more I realized that there is not one patch of Earth - anywhere in the world - that is not in need of God's goodness and love. We all really need God's direction in our lives.

We have many religions, yet we all have the same Creator. Each of us is a child of the same Father in Heaven - even if we call Him by different names. It doesn't matter if we are Muslim, Christian or Jew, we are - like it or not - all brothers and sisters. If we can somehow open our hearts to the divine brotherhood of Man, we open up the possibility of a world where there will be more understanding and less prejudice, more justice and less intolerance, more peace and less war.

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