Where seeds of thought have room to grow
Category: Worth Quoting
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Epiphany (-nies) Knotted muscle in my neck…can't quite catch my breath…geez, it's only Jan. 4 and I'm already stressing about how to get everything accomplished that I want to do this year! I wish I could resolve to have an extra six hours each day – that would help! Twenty-four doesn't seem to be nearly enough.…
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In 2011, my thoughts ran wild like mustangs, my energy scattered into all different directions trying to chase them down. True, creativity needs space and the freedom to run wild for a bit, to stretch its legs and grow strong… but if those thoughts scatter too far in too many directions… if they never return…
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Ben Breedlove, an Austin teenager, died Christmas night. I didn't know him personally; in fact, I had never heard of him until this week. But after watching the videos below, I know I won't forget him or his sweet smile. Ben had a heart condition called Hypertrophic Cardiomyopathy; according to his videos, he had cheated death…
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Who is rich? He that rejoices in his portion. ~The Talmud Dishes overflow the kitchen sink. Fudge waits in a lined pan to be cut into squares and shared. Three twenty-something kids and I huddle around a laptop within the glow of Christmas tree lights, laughing at You-Tube videos. Favorite cookies fill gold and silver…
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My sweet sister, the very one who is still recovering from hip surgery and lives daily with Parkinson's, found out this week she has glaucoma. To treat it and save her eyesight, she'll need to put drops in her eyes every day for the rest of her life. Listen to what she told me about…
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Saturday night Tom and I watched Riding in Cars with Boys, an old Drew Barrymore movie from 2001. I missed it in 2001, along with a lot of other movies that came out during that time, plus or minus 3 years. We were busy with kids and preparing the foundation for our house. If you're…
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Nature is holding its breath. Not a leaf twitches. Trees crowd the hill leading up from the creek bed and stare at the slate sky. Frozen in place, they wait – hope – for the promised storm, banners lifted high… some fresh and green, others rusting, faded by the summer sun and heat. Their quiet pleading…
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Today is my mother's 80th birthday. A few years ago, in honor of her 77th birthday, I started compiling a list of things she has taught me. Each year since then, on her birthday, I've added to it. This year, I've had trouble with #80. Not trouble coming up with something – if my mother lives…
Long Hollow 