Five Minute Friday: Focus

September 14, 2012

She holds out her hands, “Dad, can you fix this?” Two tubes of brass come tumbling out. The boy comes striding into the room with his binoculars around his neck. They’re on their way outside to play spy games. I watch as David monkeys with the two broken tubes trying to refit them together. He [...]

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Five Minute Friday: Stretch

August 17, 2012

Index finger and thumb meet index finger and thumb. The ooey, gooey sticky white mass is being pulled and stretched—back and forth. As it transfers from one set of fingers to the other set, the soft, gummy mess begins to take new shape. No longer discernible in its original solid form, the sweet confection, which [...]

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Five Minute Friday: Story

July 6, 2012

We create stories and stories create us. It is a rondo. —Chinua Achebe ***************************** I have spent the afternoon sitting in the glorious July sunshine recounting her story—the days of my mother’s illness, and her final hours. All around me life springs forth, children laugh as they romp carefree in the backyard, but yet I [...]

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June 21, 2012

Ever have one of those Homer Simpson moments? Well I did tonight. Doh! It’s been a crazy hectic week. Three full days—Monday, Tuesday, & Wednesday, of the CC Practicum. Not a whole lot of sleep Sunday night as I was finishing my prep for the Practicum Playcamp. And, then today, Thursday, ten kids at my [...]

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June 18, 2012

There’s a soft knock at the door. Mia starts barking. She leaps over the couch, in a single bound, and begins scratching at the door. I’m standing at the stove as I hear David say, “Oh…it’s that girl from Germany. I told her you’d be back later. Go answer the door.” “What girl?” I reply. [...]

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Broody Hen

June 5, 2012

The broody hen just wants to be left alone and if she is bothered too much she will stop brooding. Keep her occupied and away from the nest she has chosen. Remove any and all eggs, move her as often as possible and bother her, making her uncomfortable. I am a broody hen. Sitting on [...]

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In Loving Memory of Cathy Landles

May 7, 2012

Here’s what I envisioned some months before my Mom’s passing. Today we celebrate the two year anniversary of her going home. Something stirred next to her. It sounded like the beating of wings. She opened her eyes. Piercing light seeped into the room. It seemed as if the sun itself had entered the four walls. [...]

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Amsterdam Fly By

May 6, 2012

The grinding of the gears could be heard above the roar of the jet engines as the wheels unfolded from the belly of the plane. “We will be landing momentarily in Amsterdam. Local time is 8:32 am. Please make sure your tray….” I turned a deaf ear to the stewardess’s words and looked out the [...]

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The First Leg

May 5, 2012

We tucked our bags in the overhead compartment and took our seats. Row 15, seat J. That was my seat. An aisle seat. I watched as people continued boarding. Old and young shuffled down the two aisles—one aisle on either side of the four middle seats in the center of the plane. Each person juggling as [...]

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A Call to Action—”Wake Up, Sleepyhead!”

April 3, 2012

The service is over. The grief-impaired people stay silent. Pew by pew, the mourners are beginning to be dismissed. The rows at the front of the church are let out first. The people stand, turn, and exit the wood-benched area they have been sitting in. They quietly shuffle toward the two sets of double doors at [...]

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