Bits and Pieces

When you're hungry, all you want is food. And the hungrier you are, the more you welcome even simple fare. Yesterday my friend Bill called. He served my hungry spirit two simple pick-me-ups, two little anecdotes about Jack, recalled from our years in Chattanooga.  He said one day they were sweating copper pipe for a project and the talk got around to work pants. "If you want…

One Specific Thing

"If you need anything, just ask."Haven't we all said this to people in times of need? I know I have, most of my life, actually.We mean it, we sincerely mean it. We want so badly to be available in any and every circumstance that we put our whole self and resources at the disposal of the loved one, and we offer it all."Really -- anything. Just…

Still

I had the chance yesterday to lay on my back and float in a pool, so you know that was the chance I took. It was one of those calendar days --  the sky unnaturally blue, the clouds piercingly white, and the sun bold and blazing. Ah. Not a snow shovel in sight.  I drifted in silence, watching the language of the sky: the perfectly round, blinding…

Just the Fax

What I wanted was a fax machine.What I got was a diamond necklace.  But for two weeks I could not let myself enjoy it! We had always been practical people. Our very first Christmas as a married couple, I had dreams of a tree with lots of presents under it for my new husband. I'd received a bonus from the little school I was teaching…

Plastic Chicken, Pursuing Love

As I eased into consciousness this morning, a lovely plate of plastic corn and plastic chicken appeared at my elbow. It was served by my four-year old nephew, wearing football pjs and a smile that nearly split his face. He demonstrated that the chicken needed to be eaten with both hands, because when you eat it that way, you can turn it to see the…

Make a Memorandum

When Everything Started Happening, I found I needed to remember more, much more, than I had brain space for. I was mercifully helped by remembering to follow my mom's lifelong advice: get a fresh pad of paper and a nice, sharp pencil, and write, write, write. Or, to return to Lewis Carroll's Wonderland for a minute:   "That moment," the King went on, "I shall never,…

Running, Running, Running

I'm still here, friends. Thanks for checking in. I bring with me a story to describe my month-long absence. In Lewis Carroll's Alice's Adventures in Wonderland and Through the Looking Glass, Alice finds herself in the company of the Red Queen. They are hand in hand, running, running, running. The wind whistles in Alice's ears. Her hair streams behind her, and her feet skim the ground. She runs so hard she can hardly…

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