Today was National Siblings Day on Facebook- or Siblings Day. I don’t know. I didn’t pay attention too well, as I am not hanging on FB much any more. But it was there, and friends had photos of themselves with brothers and sisters quite a bit. That was cool. I didn’t have much time...
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When I finally got up and got out to the plant space away from my dwelling facility this morning, the wind was practicing short sprints against the hillside as the sun watched and smiled. I walked and watched the earth blush and glow, sweet whispers from the deep blue above affecting its appearance. Here...
Read more →My afternoon began simply enough. I had no clear plans for it. I knew the Cubs played at 5:10 and the Lobos played at 5:10, so my important engagements for the day were occurring later, and like most weekend days, I had little forethought about what the rest of my day should hold. If...
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What would people see in me, if they could never hear or read any of my words again? In that one area where we express our affiliation and our value of that person to another, I am trying to re-remind myself: it is not in what I say that matters. It really is in...
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Today was a day of pleasant treats. The first was unexpected, but most enjoyable, when my sister texted around 11 AM this morning and said she was in the area, and wanted to take me up on my taco lunch request a week or so ago. The request was that she join me for...
Read more →I wish I knew why I always go back to dark and gray moments, when the silence was loud, and the words were left unsaid, and glances were shared or avoided, and the pregnant awkwardness was packageable, palpable, electrical. Those are the images that ended up written into the hallowed chambers of my heart,...
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Tonight after work, it was a pleasure to spend the evening at my sister’s house. It was obligatory to have the NCAA championship game on the TV. None of us had a special interest in any team having to win, but we all hoped the underdog, Gonzaga, would win. Before the game, though, my...
Read more →Well, Spring Training has come and gone and tonight- of all nights- the Cubs began the defense of their World Series title. Tonight is not especially a special date or time, and maybe that is why it is remarkable. Game one of 2017 kind of snuck up on me. And game one is in...
Read more →I spend, as I have much of my life, thinking about games, and I wonder what that’s about. What is it that drives some people to be engrossed with THAT hobby? Board gaming is a huge industry today. It’s interesting that after a few decades of domination by video console and PC gaming, cardboard...
Read more →Yesterday morning as I was driving to work, images of a bespectacled Paul went through my mind, and I was briefly sad. Paul was a guy I met probably 8 or 9 years ago. I had met him through a church Sunday School class we were in, but our connections went a little deeper....
Read more →Today is just a flat journal entry about spending the day in the office. Mostly because it was a long day staring at the screen. This morning an online survey we made available last night to a certain audience registered entries for only English respondents. Of 800+ replies end day, if the instructions invited...
Read more →Today, Tim and I shared a humorous episode while doing some cosmetic and triage work in the alley behind the office. For some reason, a blue recycling bin ended up placed behind our office near the steps to our back door. The bin sat by our back door, but our office had not ordered...
Read more →One time we made an unconscious turn and wandered amidst the cement steles each great monolith like the other fire doors and fires escapes gray statues on a cement pond where litter floated here and there like dead fish. We did not know. “Hey, white girl” a low male voice called. It was a...
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I spent a good chunk of time on Sunday morning trying to sit back down into my research efforts on Anza. Some of the time was spent trying to read a few more pages in the Anza book, and some of the time was also spent transcribing chicken scratch notes written on a legal...
Read more →The weird thing is I don’t remember any of it, at the end, what happened when the bottom fell out. I look back and it’s like I was drugged out or something, because it was just months of mounting fighting and ugly words and silence and deep pain mixed with numbness and aloneness at...
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