For twelve years a flower pot has adorned my dressertop. It was lovingly decorated for me for Mother’s Day by the nine-year-old version of Luke. The school art teacher provided the materials, but she was absent the day the children created their designs. Had it not been for the non-watchful eyes of an apathetic substitute, […]
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Hello, and welcome to December. My poor journal has been sorely neglected of late, so I thought I’d stop by and up a date or two. A big choreography project is consuming most of my time right now. This week I spent about four hours a day at the high school rehearsing dances with the
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I enjoyed the time with Grace as much as I expected to, but we all missed Luke far away in the frozen north. Grace and I spoke with him on the phone for a long time Monday evening. He assured us he’d be fine hanging out with friends and their family. Wednesday afternoon the rest
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Once upon a time, not so long ago–in fact it was yesterday–George came home sniffling with a cold. All through dinner he blew his nose and expressed several times how very tired he felt. Perhaps he’d go to bed early, he said. Oh, and since he’d probably have to blow his nose a lot, and
I heard the phone ringing when I came through the front door, so I made a mad dash for the bedroom. The machine and I picked up at the same time. I slapped at the on/off button and said, “Hello?” A chorus of voices sang, “Happy Birthday to you! . . .” Of course! A
So, when I said it’s exciting to anticipate all the adventures that await Luke this summer, I wasn’t thinking about his being blocks away from terrorist attacks. A little less adventure would be okay at this point. Yes, he was in London. Unaware of the explosions, his group attempted to take the “tube” to the
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May is an interesting month for me. Sort of an emotional smorgasbord. I know what’s on the menu, but I still find myself surprised by the intensity of the flavors. May 5th is our anniversary. This year marked twenty-six years of marital monkeyshines. Get married, y’all. Then have a few kids. It’ll grow you up
These have been an interesting couple of weeks. For starters, we spent Christmas in a Holiday Inn in downtown Mansfield, Ohio. We couldn’t have chosen worse timing for our departure for Ohio if we’d consulted a sadist at the weather bureau. The nasty winter weather joined us before we’d made it out of East Texas,
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We celebrated Thanksgiving in Dallas with twenty-two relatives. Good food. Good conversation. Good laughs. It was all good. After dinner my sister gathered everyone together and played a CD of her son’s band performing a song he wrote about Jacob–a song that snagged the attention of a record label rep when he heard it and
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Tomorrow George and I are “leaving on a jet plane” — flying to Seattle for a week. In keeping with the time-honored tradition of dressing up in costume for Halloween, on the evening of October 31st, George will enter the nerd-u-lizer chamber and transform into . . . THE WORMINATOR! Yes, it’s true. October 31
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