Sunday, March 8, 2015

Dad's Words ( a haiku)

                                                         (Painting by: Heather Hopkins)

            Dad's words               

Dad's words of wisdom
float randomly in my mind
and their truth prevails




Saturday, March 7, 2015

You're my kind......


“Ô, Sunlight! The most precious gold to be found on Earth.” 
~Roman Payne~


Sometimes I can't help but wonder. What goes through a readers mind.

For instance: This particular slice..... Are you thinking,  ...."Awe, look at those (insert adjectives here) cats!", or  "Oh  Geesh, not another cat lady!".

Did you think? "Wow, I can't wait to see she has to say!", or , are you thinking,   " I really don't care that much, I have things to do, and need to get my quota of comments in for the day."

Are you pondering the pictures, the quote, or the words you are reading at this very moment, or are you simply going through the motions, because you promised yourself you would?

Is it any of my business?????

Does it  really even matter?????

Are you thinking ...."Seriously????"

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OR

Are you reading this and thinking......"Mmmm Hmmmm, I totally feel your pain."

If you find yourself sharing in some of my pain....

YOU are my kind of writer.

The pure, passionate, "dig down deep into the soul  spill out your guts" kind of writer with the innate ability to devour words, magically transform them, and reveal to the world with them with  hand of an artist.

You my friend, are the kind of writer  understands and cherishes the artistic value of the written word.

YOU know who I am, and love me anyway....

For together....

we're bound by an integrity

that can never be destroyed.










Friday, March 6, 2015

Try 'em.......You'll Like 'em ;-)




C'mon try them. Green eggs are cool!


                            Anyone who knows me will tell you....... I love this School!!

In my heart I know that this job, and all who are affiliated are a gift, one that has changed my life.
Perhaps that's the reason I always find myself amazed and delighted by the "common" things  that are sometimes  overlooked, expected, or simply taken for granted in our incredibly hectic world of education.

This week, (Dr. Seuss Week), I had the privilege to observe the wide eyed excitement of some very happy first grade students. Proudly donning tall red and white top hats, they smiled with glee as they absorbed all their newfound knowledge of America's very own beloved writer and cartoonist, Dr. (Theodor) Seuss.

Now trust me when I tell you.... attaining the delicate balance of this much learning, and that much fun, is no small feat.

This is just one of the many reasons I admire our teachers so much. It takes super human energy, boundless creativity, and a pretty generous pocketbook to perpetuate the type of learning environment that's being generated here..

Like I said....

I love this school.....but more importantly, so do our kids.

If you don't believe me, come see for yourself. And if you're lucky, Mrs. Power's class might my just whip you up some of their famous, super- duper delicious green eggs.  


Wednesday, March 4, 2015

A trip worthwhile

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They brace against the icy winds
They trudge through mounds of snow
They slip, they slide, they hold on tight
to each other in the snow

The stream of traffic never ends
and seems it never will
but patiently, they stand and wait
Then cross with grace and skill

My admiration grows each day
'cause they never lose their cool
no matter what, they make the time
to walk their kids to school

As they pass me by each morning
Our greeting is a smile
For we all know that the trip they've made
Shall forever be worthwhile...................... 






Tuesday, March 3, 2015

#FirstWorldProblems



If you have delved into any form of social media, you have most certainly seen or heard of the term: #FirstWorldProblems. I kept seeing it on facebook statuses, Twitter feeds, Instagram, and it would even get the occasional mention on televison. I understood the gist of it, but never fully grasped the concept personally until a trip I made to Starbucks with my daughter. As I was walking out of the store with my Grande Caramel Macchiato in hand, I lost my footing and in turn, dropped my freshly prepared piece of heaven onto the pavement. As I stare in awe at the un-salvageable puddle of goodness splattered all over the slimy ashpalt, I muttered angrily and, dare I say, even threw a mini-temper tantrum. My daughter giggles and says "Hashtag First World Problems eh, Mom?" At that moment, it truly hit me how good I really have it and that feeling so angry about losing that Starbucks to the parking lot was such a waste of emotion. Now, I'm not saying to thank the universe every time you drop a cup of coffee, or spill something on your new dress, or even forget to record your favorite show; but, this is to hoping that one day, when something seemingly irritating happens to you, You will take a moment to reflect on all the good things you do have in this life.

Here's some internet humor for you:




Monday, March 2, 2015

A New Found Friend





"Looks like winter", the weatherman proclaimed, "will be sticking around a little while longer!" ...."blah...blah blah" .....he continued, but my mind had already begun shifting gears. Remembering the somber mood caused by last year's  eternal winter, my heart began to sink. It's all about attitude, I knew, and mine was in need of a drastic change.

Bundling up, I headed outside, making my way slowly to the end of the block, I observed and absorbed the sights and sounds of  the late winter's morning, noting all of the beauty it had to offer  The sweet sound of silence partnered with a deep sapphire sky, the bursting golden rays of life-giving light animated the hundreds of glimmering icicles,  transforming before my eyes. God's handy work in all it's glory.....I thought.

So if winter tends to linger longer than I'd hoped,  I'll not be discouraged. Instead, I'll think of it as a new found friend.














Sunday, March 1, 2015

A Place for US


Here.

Souls
Aligned in harmony
Beauty, purity, illuminated by truth
Here, we believe in possibilities

Acceptance, Adulation,
A place to belong
All pain rendered benign
Here,we are loved and respected

Opinions, wisdom, one in the same
yearned for and embraced by all
Here, judgment is obsolete

Honesty, trust, sharing without  boundaries
Here, mutual respect is our foundation


Here, physicality is only a word
Recognized, and loved without condition
Here, we are viewed through the lens of a writer.....