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I had a pretty wonderful weekend, despite being sick, and it was really nice. I attended a seminar at church Friday and Saturday, and it was more like a retreat, to be able to think on higher things while taking a break from my more earthly cares. It was much needed after having such a demanding life recently--demanding of my energies. But now I ( Read more... ) -
The Other Day
The other day I was driving behind a mini van and on the back window, in the dust, was written "no scrubz." As I pulled past them, I think the woman in the back seat saw me laughing gaily. Thank you, mini-van of adult women, for spreading the joy! -
Who Knows What We'll Do With Bows
Today was the first day of school.
Now, I don't even want to own to how many years of college I already have under the belt, but lets just say I'm a veteran. After spending the last school year at a fancy pants private university, I "decided" (aka had to admit) I couldn't afford to attend said university for another, oh, one annahalf to two years' ( Read more... ) -
Stuff and Things
Hey, all, you world of LiveJournalers, you.
I've been giving people hard times about blogging elsewhere, but the fact is I haven't really been journaling/blogging much here myself, either. Touche. Still, I like LJ because of it's intimacy. It's not really a place for, you know, reaching out to the world and networking with hundreds of people. It's ( Read more... ) -
A Pair:
I.
Once, after a long day
I was driving home on the freeway
through dirty city
Slowly wheeling by in the traffic
When to the right:
A swoop of white.
A crane, taking off
all wings and neck.
The beauty of it caught me so off guard
that I caught my breath
and nearly cried,
no lie.
II.
When we were little
and asked why women cry at weddings
we were told
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Lightning bugs blink in a jar.
It amazes that they don’t recognize where they are
Stick a leaf in!
They would have glowed anyways.
People dance on the Earth
Oblivious to the ground they walk
The air they breathe
And the God who gave it.
Satisfied with themselves
They prance about anyways.
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This new abundance of time alone is
spent pondering the romance of alleyways
the beauty of squirrels
the tap dancing feet of crows
and changing lyrics of love songs
to fit my situation
(He's a boy and I'm a girl, namely)
while watching the swirly glows of the music Visualizer
which only contribute to my unnamed mood.
Poetry's more poetic
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Frankie Baby
Today is my dad's birthday. He would be turning 51! I can hardly imagine; He was 39 when he died.
I always feel bad because on these anniversaries I never realize it until the day is mostly over. My parents' wedding anniversary was earlier this month too.
I wonder how we would celebrate if he were here. Have a family movie night? Maybe not. That's ( Read more... )
