Glued to the Table

I have had, for a few years now, an on-and-off flirtation with the word and concept of grace. It started when I first heard the song "The Luckiest" by Ben Folds and was immensely disappointed that it wasn't about Lou Gehrig. His speech on his retirement is part of my layered definition of "grace."

But it's today, while doing research for that comic book paper I've been wanting to write, that I rekindled my love and admiration for Christopher Reeve. Good God, what a man. What an absolute class act, and what an inspiration for all of us: "So many of our dreams at first seem impossible, then they seem improbable, and then when we summon the will, they soon become inevitable."

Here is a comic that may have made me tear up a little bit. I'm a girl, don't laugh at me.