Where do I begin? I have always been fascinated by the light. As a child, I recall watching the glow of Sunday afternoon rays as they filtered through my mother’s bedroom window. I was entranced by the dust motes that seemingly danced in those luminous shafts. As I grew older, I observed that the […]
“I am a great admirer of mystery and magic. Look at this life – all mystery and magic.” […]
Wednesday…. My last “regular class” files out the door upon the ringing of the bell. There are reminders from me to “Study for your final!” and slightly convincing reassurances of “I will…” in response. The door closes and the room is quiet. 28 years… 28 years of papers. 28 years of projects. 28 years of […]
He is a little short. A little round. A tad immature, socially. Not athletic…at all. And he is self-aware enough to be okay with that. Instead of doing his work, he often draws. His cartoons are impressively detailed, his colors vibrant, his designs full of whimsy and movement. And, oh boy, can he write. Often […]
Not a nibble. I’d lost count of the number of applications I had filled out. The candidate questionnaires I had completed. My hopes rose each time I checked my email or reviewed my profile views. My hopes crashed with every in-box stuffed only with Talbot’s sales notifications. Nada. Despite all my optimism, all my confidence […]
I’ve always noticed hands…maybe it was because, growing up, I usually found my hand buried in someone else’s. As the youngest of four girls, seems someone bigger and stronger was chronically holding my tiny fluttering hand in theirs. I remember sometimes struggling to pull my hand from captivity; wiggling and straining to be free. But, truly I sought the shelter and strength offered […]
The only way to make sense out of change is to plunge into it, move with it, and join the dance. Alan Watts Monday…. Tonight, I’m propped up next to one slumbering husband, one cat, one dog (wonder what the other dog is up to?) and my bag is mostly packed. Tomorrow is the beginning […]
My friend Kelly is on the phone. “Good morning! It’s a balmy 48 degrees in Atlanta!” His cheerful voice melodiously rings out nearly every morning — rain or shine. Today, it’s raining there…again. “It never rains here…and now it doesn’t stop!” He chuckles. Ever since I was diagnosed with breast cancer, Kelly calls…usually as he […]
To Be Continued... Christine 