"We all live in a yellow submarine, a yellow submarine, a yellow submarine.
We all live in a yellow submarine, a yellow submarine, a yellow submarine.
Sky of blue, and sea of green, in our yellow submarine..."
Good Mourning Widows! Joy to the world!
Now what does a yellow submarine got to do with being a widow?
Nothing. Absolutely nothing. Ha!
I just thought I'd stick the yellow image in your brain today. Something to think about after we think about Him.
It's Saturday. August 26, 2006. The first day of the rest of our lives. Let's get out there and live.
I'm out the door to attend Shul--Must nourish the soul. While I'm away, pick up a pen, or a yellow crayon. And draw something.
Yellow submarine, anyone?
And now for more Mourning Joy.
From Diana DeWitt:
Q: What is in the middle of Paris?
A: The letter R.
And remember, Widows, we're not alone.
Have a Joyful day!