How is that? For me, anyway, knitting time is divided up as such: 2/3 of the time I knit, 1/3 of the time I spend ripping back and correcting my mistakes. There is forward progress, but a lot of back tracking.
I find my life is like that too. Forward momentum and then back tracking to correct my mistakes - all the time.
8/25/2011
Time Doesn't Just March
.....it races! Almost three weeks since the last post and all kinds of things large and small have been going on.
1. "The Earthquake." Can't go anywhere without someone talking about it. Bigger than any I've ever experienced and I was in California for the Northridge quake in '94. A 4.5 aftershock woke me up last night. Just a wee bit scary.
2. "The Hurricane." After quake talks finishes, hurricane talk starts. Don't know about anyone else, but I'm praying it heads out into the ocean.
3. Another funeral.
4. Daughter Julia safely home from two weeks in Peru.
5. College classes started so I'm trying to re-adjust my life schedule to accommodate car sharing.
6. Homeschooling starts next week. Our last year as our last senior steps up to the plate.
6. Have pretty much given up on the vegetable garden. Pulled up the hardly-bearing, dreary looking tomato plants, the green beans which didn't do badly but had that "end of the season" yucky look to them. Pulled the weeds out of the swiss chard bed. Bad idea. All the wild life that has been feasting in our suburban garden re-discovered it and ATE it.
7. All was not lost. We are getting a few cucumbers. It's a good thing we're not depending on the yield of the garden to feed us this year or we'd starve to death by the end of August.
8. Finished the items for my partner in the county fair swap. Mailed that baby out today. Hope you like it Melissa. I loooved my package from Cindy.
1. "The Earthquake." Can't go anywhere without someone talking about it. Bigger than any I've ever experienced and I was in California for the Northridge quake in '94. A 4.5 aftershock woke me up last night. Just a wee bit scary.
2. "The Hurricane." After quake talks finishes, hurricane talk starts. Don't know about anyone else, but I'm praying it heads out into the ocean.
3. Another funeral.
4. Daughter Julia safely home from two weeks in Peru.
5. College classes started so I'm trying to re-adjust my life schedule to accommodate car sharing.
6. Homeschooling starts next week. Our last year as our last senior steps up to the plate.
6. Have pretty much given up on the vegetable garden. Pulled up the hardly-bearing, dreary looking tomato plants, the green beans which didn't do badly but had that "end of the season" yucky look to them. Pulled the weeds out of the swiss chard bed. Bad idea. All the wild life that has been feasting in our suburban garden re-discovered it and ATE it.
7. All was not lost. We are getting a few cucumbers. It's a good thing we're not depending on the yield of the garden to feed us this year or we'd starve to death by the end of August.
8. Finished the items for my partner in the county fair swap. Mailed that baby out today. Hope you like it Melissa. I loooved my package from Cindy.
8/05/2011
Theme years
You know how some years you attend a lot of weddings, or a lot of women you know give birth, or you go to a lot of grad parties, sort of a theme year? Well I've just come home from the fourth funeral I've attended this year. I hate to think this is a funeral theme year. Even at the funerals where you don't know the deceased well you can't help but feel the sorrow of the grieving or remember those who are gone whom you loved.
Today's funeral was for the father of a former youth minister in our church. He was only 62 and had had an ongoing battle with cancer for several years. The former youth minister recently finished seminary and will begin his vocation in the pastorate. I was thinking that the loss he feels will deepen him. People who don't let grief embitter or engulf them can't help but become deeper people spiritually and emotionally.
I didn't tell him, because it was neither the time nor the place, but I believe grieving and understanding loss personally will make him a better minister.
Now if we'd all just let the blows that life deals us make us deeper and better rather than angry, hopeless or bitter.
Today's funeral was for the father of a former youth minister in our church. He was only 62 and had had an ongoing battle with cancer for several years. The former youth minister recently finished seminary and will begin his vocation in the pastorate. I was thinking that the loss he feels will deepen him. People who don't let grief embitter or engulf them can't help but become deeper people spiritually and emotionally.
I didn't tell him, because it was neither the time nor the place, but I believe grieving and understanding loss personally will make him a better minister.
Now if we'd all just let the blows that life deals us make us deeper and better rather than angry, hopeless or bitter.
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