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Monthly Archives: May 2012I’m gasping a little, here Not drowning, exactly – Just feeling the water slapping against my chin. Working.Working.Workworkworking And not much getting finished. Sticky, life is. (Also floors. And cupboards.) Is the story any good anymore? Hard to say. Hurry hurry hurryhurryhurry to Finish It Up. Why? So it can be done? Or so it... Sometimes the world seems big, out there past my (newly washed) windows. There are days when I think the whole big thing is opened up wide and waiting for me to explore it. Waiting for my Kids to conquer it. Waiting for us to learn about it and see it through new eyes and compare... **UPDATED TO GIVE BETTER MEASUREMENTS** (We tried it like the teacher gave it to us, and we all had a sugar/vanilla buzz. Go easier on sugar and vanilla (like it says in the new and improved directions below), and we’ll all be happy.) Today I’m teaching science — all week, actually. And today, we’re... Yesterday when we got to church, I looked up on the stand and saw my 10-year-old Kid 3 sitting there, grinning at me. In our church, people are asked or assigned to speak on Sundays, but they don’t use little kids except one day a year. And then they use all of them. But there...  Do you ever feel the need, the deep, deep NEED to be poetic or intellectual or (dare I say it?) satisfying when you write? I do feel that need, but I try to push it to the side as often as possible. So, what I’m saying is, although I could astound y’all with my reamarkability,... Things and moments can stick out, shard-like from life’s fabric, snagging and cutting and causing damage. I’m not saying this is happening right now, to me, but it’s happening right now somewhere, and I can see it. Accidents tear up communities. Unkind words gash at families. Bitter hurts fester, judgments cause rifts, thoughtlessness scabs over... Name a cliche with “catch” in it, and I’m trying to do it. Up? Yep. Catching up. With my life that’s trying to run away without me. A Break? Yep. I’m always trying to catch a break. A Tiger by the Tail? Why not? My Breath? Always. (But so far I’m not catching a wave... |