Since I have been sick and now have begun a blog site entitled A FEW THING I WANT TO SAY BEFORE I DIE, I thought it might be helpful for me to offer a few words of explanation.  I do not have dying, other than the daily dying, on my agenda and Polymyalgia Rheumatica, though annoying and painful, can hardly be considered terminal.  What can I say: The Lord is my prednisone; I shall not want!  This wonder drug which I certainly don’t want to stay on forever seems to have turned me into a new person.  The memory of my illness has also done something new in me.

In a sense, of course, we are all terminal.  We move through the days leaning on our ephemeral staff.  A brush with illness can enable us to see, with clear eyes, the things we truly cherish, inviting us to renew our relationship with them.   This is what is happening in my life.  I am renewing relationships.  I am practicing seeing with the 20/20 vision that actually comes from the heart.  It’s the little things that heal–yet one must look to see.
        Look at the sky, for a starter,  and how it says something different at every moment.
 Today spend time with the sky!


  1. Macrina, do you have these short messages compiled into a book. If so let me know, as I would love to buy one or more. I so understand your suffering as I too have arthritis in my feet and joints. I manage to keep up with all my duties, house and yard work, but it’s not always easy. I think of you often. Love Donna

  2. Dear Macrina,
    i just read this and found out that you too, have PMR! i have had it for 10 years now and yes, my online PMR community calls it St.Pred!!! i am so sorry you have this nasty disease, and understand what it is like to live with chronic pain.
    Your words have always been nourishing. Thank you and take care of yourself!