Fate, in a good way

No blogging yesterday. I couldn't, I just couldn't. Of course I had the time, but I just cannot do it when I'm worried sick. And yesterday, I was worried sick. Now, I am in one big dilemma. Who do I have to thank? Which people, which God, which Higher Powers, which destiny, which stars? My Catholic upbringing says I should thank God Almighty. But then, if the prognosis weren't good, would I have to scream at God Almighty? Where does it stop being God, and where does it start being destiny? Or, where does it stop being fate, and where does it start being God? I am now left off the hook, and just in time. If I hadn't been extra extra careful, it might not have been this way. Now, nobody is going to die on me, at least not prematurely, not yet. I kept thinking Jade Goody, Jade, Jade, Jade. I also kept thinking someone else. Because I hope someone else watches over as he promised. Then again, the words coming out of a mad man's mouth aren't really something to go by. Too much unfinished business which I have put on the imaginary shelf because I don't understand half of it. I call it acceptance, but perhaps it is dense stupidity. Because I can be quite stupid as to the things I don't understand. Which somehow makes sense because stupid is being unable to understand. And in a way it's a dry wicked sense of humour. I am let off the hook, now that's a nice picture. Hooks, being let off hooks. People telling me to hang in there, lovely choice of words. So my Mister stays here at least for some more borrowed time which is called just in time. If only I could share his fate just as we share so much more. I really do my best. And I'm crying, not much of a blogger right now. Will be back. Have to stop the tears and celebrate the good fate.