Joy

A few years ago I was having conversations with a rabbi from about music and the charismatic side of Judaism. I was going to write a book about joy.  You know what happened? I had to put my dog down. The rabbi crashed his motorcycle and almost died. The pandemic hit. My wife had a brain tumor removed and it changed our lives. I became a caregiver after she came home. I never did finish my research for that book. Up until now I didn't put all this together.  There must be something to this joy thing.  Not saying I caused all this mess but it definitely put a hurt in my getty up.  It put me down like four flats on my Cadillac.

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