This is the most discouraging time of year…the two weeks between spring break and CRCT. You remember the feeling, when cramming for a test in college, that no matter how hard you studied you would never be able to get it. Well, as a teacher, I have that feeling now. Only I am not the … Continue reading Discouragement

I had a dreamfest last night. It is strange how I can go days without one and then suddenly have five in one night. I stopped trying to force a rhyme or reason years ago. I simply go with the flow. One of them last night I am sure came directly from my adventures with … Continue reading A dream

I have always loved a good mystery. My insatiable curiosity causes this hunger-to-know to rage within me. I have to know what is around the next bend of the road or river. I have to read a book to the end, in a day if necessary, to find out what happens. Antiques draw me in … Continue reading A Mystery

When they told me they would be shooting chicken cartilage into my knee, I thought it odd. However, since my torn meniscus last year I have been in continual limp mode. That has not helped me in any way. So if chicken cartilage is all the rage in surgery avoidance I am in. Shoot away. … Continue reading Chicken Shots

Glorious day! Ever since my cancer journey, Easter has held special meaning. Not that it didn’t before, but the defeat of death takes on a new significance when you have to face the possibility. People sticking you with needles, cutting out parts of your body, ripping packing out of the hole left behind, and pumping … Continue reading Glorious Day

I have a thing for having the wind in my hair. I never knew it until after cancer, but now that I look back, I realize it has always been there. My hair was half way down my back when I taught my horse to go from a walk to a canter in just a … Continue reading Wind in My Hair

This morning I was reading in John about the story of the triumphal entry of Jesus. This time of year is set aside for remembrance, so I make a point to do so. I think it is important…at least to me. The thing is, that each year when I look at these passages something different … Continue reading Palm Sunday

Baseball players have superstitious rituals they follow before games. Seems trivial that because they have a good game, they repeat whatever they did that day over and over in hopes of a good game again. Silly as it seems, I understand the logic. I do the same thing whenever I have to get blood drawn, … Continue reading Helga

I ditched the laundry, lesson plans, and lists this weekend. Instead, I took to the outdoors to soak in this glorious weather. I was seeking a bit of solace from the storms of life that rage around me. I took a drive Friday to explore unknown places. (See my note An Afternoon Drive) Saturday I … Continue reading A Lesson at the Creek

Decided to go for a drive today. Checked my tank and it was full. Cell phone charged up. Off I went to explore the back roads. I feel adventurous on days as beautiful as this one. I actually had planned to find a trail a friend of mine told me about this week. Just a … Continue reading An Afternoon Drive