I was looking forward to this past weekend for no other reason than that I had no plans. Aside from working on some recent sessions, I was committed only to church and luckily, to see a movie with CJ (Wreck It Ralph 3D … two thumbs up!).
As I should have guessed, the weekend didn’t really turn out that way. Thankfully. Continue reading
Not long ago, I wrote about one of many causes of importance observed in the month of October.You might also know that October is the month in which Breast Cancer Awareness is observed as well as Down Syndrome Awareness. I became (more) aware of another cause of importance this month. I mean, I’ve been aware of it for quite some time but it didn’t become something that was deeply personal to me until now.
I wish I didn’t know now what I didn’t know then.
– Bob Seger, “Against the Wind”
I posted this to Facebook as well, but then I realized I wanted to have it forever and ever. Seeing my baby boy … playing in the leaves … forgetting (at least momentarily) the other stuff … pure joy.
I didn’t lay there for long, though, to be clear. The leaves were wet. Eww!
We’re all given a name at birth, right? I (fortunately or otherwise) was given the name Staci. No, it is not short for Anastasia. And yes, it is spelled with an “i”. I did learn in a very brief InterWeb search that my name is Greek in origin and means “Resurrection” (which is awesome and makes all kinds of sense) and that its most popular year was 1973 … many, many years before my birth.
But, aside from that very strange pique in self-confidence we all get when we hear our name and that very awkward feeling we get when we have to write it on those silly stickers at an event, how much can we really identify with our name? In my opinion, it ultimately takes a back seat to all of the other labels we might be given throughout our lives. Continue reading
The very best part about this tour was that I’d never seen an inch of it before.
inexpensive therapy
a little bit country
seeing red
covered
closer to home
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—I took the one less traveled by, And that has made all the difference.
– Robert Frost
I went to visit him last night. To be completely honest, I didn’t get out of the car but I still talked to him. I told him that I was sorry and that I can’t believe he’s been gone for four years. And then, in typical fashion, he made me laugh. I remembered that last in-person conversation we’d had just a few months before October 6, 2008 … the one where he invited me to his funeral. He laughed and I may have punched him but he reiterated that he meant it. I really was invited. You still make me laugh today, JJ. I’ll love you forever, and just like I signed off the text to my dad last night about that story … brat.
the only great-grandpa he ever knew
Words are coming soon; I’ve felt at odds with my thoughts this week but I’m working through it. In the meantime, I wanted to share another perspective on the same beautiful sunset from Sunday evening. I realized far too late in the evening it would be spectacular so I just got in the car and drove until I found a clearing. So, this is somewhere between where I live and the big lake. Sometimes, taking a detour is totally worth it.
I walked back to my desk today after a couple of difficult meetings to an orange envelope. Continue reading
So, in the spirit of sharing, Connor and I talked about how nectar is expelled this weekend and how it’s not technically the result of bees vomiting, but instead regurgitating from an organ just off to the side of their stomach. Anyway, I need to do that right now … in list form. Because, frankly, I have a whole lot of stuff swirling in my brain and since it’s not in my stomach I won’t be vomiting, technically. Continue reading
Isn’t it funny how, sometimes, you get exactly what you need at exactly the time you need it? That happened to me this week. Continue reading
a brand new ending 