Month: June 2012
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A dot on the line of eternity…
I heard that someone somewhere sinned, and my heart went out to that someone. (I speak in very general terms here to protect that someone’s identity.) Truly, I could just as easily say that everyone everywhere sinned. Having felt that pain (since I am clearly part of that everyone), my heart goes out with this […]
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Chronicles of Marmia, Day 4
Homeward bound My present state of thinking is that flying is simply a necessary evil. (Perhaps a bit extreme? Let me just say that flying isn’t my favorite form of transportation.) On Saturday, I took my third and fourth flight in my Chronicles of Marmia, leaving the hotel in Texas about 10 a.m. and arriving […]
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Chronicles of Marmia, Day 3
I managed to sleep until almost 6:30 this morning, and I awoke still tired but excited for the day. I have been looking around the hotel that we are blessed to be in, and I am seeing that, as they say, everything is bigger in Texas. If nothing else, a bigger budget than my own […]
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Chronicles of Marmia, Day 2
Early a.m.: Could I live like this? Life in a hotel is inconvenient at best. I can’t see a Walgreens from our high-rise window, could not bring my customary supplies (i.e. bottled water or lemon wedges to doctor up tap water), and have no cooler or refrigerator (as I was not given the key to […]
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Chronicles of Marmia…
I thought I would share with you the chronicles of “school marmia,” as I and two fellow teachers (OK, one fellow teacher and the chaperoning principal) experience the chills and thrills of travel and what I hope will be a meaningful conference and time with friends. Day One: The Travel Saga Day One, unfortunately, started […]
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This Fun’s for you…
I hate going to weddings alone. But now that my youngest son is 16 and more eager to weed the entire front yard than suffer through ceremonies and receptions filled with more ceremony, I have no partner in the sublime. (My husband? Well, he will attend our children’s events–if and when–but he conveniently works all […]
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A Tribute to My Dad
I miss my dad. Like most little girls, I thought my dad was the most handsome, most fun, and most loving father on the planet. When he died in 2005, a little piece of me died with him–but a lot of him still lives in me and in those who loved him. At the time […]
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Care and keeping of teenagers…
To my fellow parents, I find it hard being both a morning person and a parent of a teenager. I am ready to call it a day about the time my son is ready to start the night–but sometimes I need to remain a vigilant chaperon when I would prefer to close my eyes and […]
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Two arms are better than none…
At a baby shower, I met a woman who had just recently regained the use of both her arms. She had broken not one, but both appendages, in a little mishap with a curb that left her unable to do even the basic functions of life by herself. She became completely reliant on her husband […]
All Things Work Together 