Today is the Day

Today is the day
For dancing and for singing
The birds on the trees
And all the bells are ringing

The sun in the sky
Is bright as bright as second light
Is bright oh God I hope I’m alright
Cause I’m gonna cry

Hold on, hold on
Slow down, slow down
You’re out of touch
Out of touch

Cause there is no design for life
There’s no devil’s haircut in my mind
There is not a wonderwall to climb
Or step around

But there’s a slide show and it’s so slow
Flashing through my mind
Today was the day
But only for the first time

– Travis, “Slide Show”


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18 thoughts on “Today is the Day

  1. Yes today is the day when we reach out to each other across the vast Interwebs and hold each others’ hands. Today is the day we all come together to think of you and wait with you.

  2. beautiful trevor!

    elly, now you’re making me cry and there’s nothing i can do about it because i sent tiny dancer to be with you today. tiny dancer won’t let even a microscopic trace of lymphoma anywhere near that goddess body of yours. if one cell so much as looks in your direction tiny dancer will pulverize the living daylights out of it.

    hold tight, elly, you are swathed in love. xoxoxo

  3. I just did a cartwheel in your honor. That may not sound impressive but you just try it with sparklers sticking out of every orifice. No amount of firepower is too great for our Elly.

  4. Yeeeeeee!!!

    That was me being ridiculously happy for you and stuff (I read your tweet)

    Now, in your honor, I shall stuff a giant cake into my mouth, drink several martinis, and attempt to play the air-ukulele all while dancing (you know I don’t dance) Hooray!!

    Hugs.

  5. I’m going to go watch Amanda do all that stuff. And help her drink martinis. Maybe I’ll dance. I’m really bad at it, but not adverse to it after several martinis. But enough about me. Really happy for you, Elly.

  6. OK, I don’t drink champagne. And I’m fresh out of unicorns and sugar plum fairies. But I gots some PJs and I sure haz NPH dreams to share…your dream or mine? One hour. See you there, rock star.

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