For You!
The Love of Tiny Fingers
At some point, Clive reached out his pointer finger very slowly. His finger was curved and shook a little. He held it there for a while until the baby figured out that she could reach it and grab hold. He swung her finger back and forth. She stared with rapt attention and smiled even wider. I could have thrown myself on the floor from the beauty of it all. Thank you God for my view today, I thought.
Flying Time
I know they say “time flies,” but lately it feels like time has no idea how to move. Time’s all confused!
For most of the past year, time has been slow. So slow! One perpetual day, going around and around, waiting for the world to open back up again. And then, as if it wasn’t confusing enough trying to learn how to behave in this newly re-opening world, time decided to fly again. No more strolling time, no more take your time, time. Fast forward, warp-speed flying time! For goodness sake, I don’t even know what day it is. Scratch that. Is it June?
Side Effects
It can be a strange thing coming out of a hard time. You can see that the storm has passed. You can feel peace slowly make its way into your heart. You can hear your thoughts telling you it’s okay to exhale. But you suddenly feel terrible. All of the holding on, the demanding work, the head down “I can do this” comes barreling in and something inside you let’s go of survival mode and you stand face to face with the hard stuff.
2021, Grace & Return of the Malpeds
They say to write what you know. And I guess that’s a great idea…if you know what you know. In my case, I wrote Return of the Malpeds by creating a world and letting the characters romp around in it. What happened next, I suppose, was that those characters in return showed me some of what I “know” (although using the word know feels a bit lofty...perhaps it’s better to say what I’m learning…because what is life if not a work in progress!?).
Those tiny, furry Trebors did it again, they lived what I’m learning. They went running around the Land of Bori and in the process reminded me that coming together, being part of families and communities, isn’t always easy.