Friday, July 29, 2005


I've been challenged by the unresponsive relationship with the Rehabilitation Institute.  It's turned out to be a great favor, though.  I asked Dr. Bob for assistance and already my arm is more comfortable, I am happier and I even believe that everything is going to be alright in my world . . . . that's wonderful.
I am not thrilled with my new writing coach.  Isn't that strange?  I have wanted this course for a long time.  I've been paying in advance, especially when I knew the hospital bills would threaten to overwhelm me.  Still, I haven't turned in lesson two.  My new teacher said that making a living writing is difficult.  If she could make a living solely by writing, she would not teach.
Would you want a teacher who would rather not teach?  Well, that's actually not why I'm not thrilled.  She pre-decided what kind of material I should write - casually dismissing my ideas altogether.  I have admitted I may not have communicated my thoughts completely or clearly.  I wrote her a letter to explain but i have not heard back.  So, lesson two - undone - although i am having a good time studying a subject that captured my imagination.

Thursday, July 28, 2005

Here's Looking At You, Kid Posted by Picasa

Saturday, July 23, 2005

Hope And A Future 101

Today we have a music meeting. We are excited about a future.
Also, I have the list of required classes to complete between now and April of '06.
Things are looking much improved.

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Thursday, July 21, 2005

This one promises to attend to all.
She will provide for the ones gone and the ones staying.
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This one says she is "Guardian of Forests." She will remind me of my home. Posted by Picasa

This says she is "Guardian of Songs." She stays to help me. Posted by Picasa

Someone to Remind Us Posted by Picasa

Someone Who Is Able Posted by Picasa

Sending a Team of Guardians Posted by Picasa


1. One that guards, watches over, or protects.
2. Law One who is legally responsible for the care and management of the person or property of an incompetent or a minor.
3. A superior in a Franciscan monastery.

ETYMOLOGY: Middle English gardein, from Anglo-Norman, from Old French gardien, from alteration of gardenc, from garder, to guard ; see guard

Wednesday, July 20, 2005

Saying Good-bye

First I heard she was lost.
The birthday card her sister sent had been returned.
My brother asked if I knew where she was.
Nope. She wouldn't have anything to do with me.
Every once in a while I'd try to contact her.
More often I asked God to watch after her.
I hoped she had friends.
I hoped she was safe and happy.
Her sister pointed out her age.
My brother surfed the internet investigators.
I surfed the obituaries.
He found several addresses.
We thought he was the amazing winner of the day.
But, we did not hear back.
Today we found her.
She was listed in the genealogical pages.
I am grateful for the Latter Day Saints.
She left us in December - December 14th of '04.
That was a Tuesday.
We don't know any more than that.
She was bright, full of energy and adventure.
She was not meant to be a mother.
We are stunned, and nervous.
Does that make us orphans?
We already were.


Raising some Do-Re-Mi for area children.  Posted by Picasa

Saturday, July 02, 2005

Today's Win

I visited the library to get information for my homework. When I went to check out the books I'd selected I learned my card needed to be renewed. Since I use a mail service, my address, although listed, was not what they needed. The library desired hard evidence of the physical address, as well as the mail address. Fortunately, when Mr. Dill was in Ireland with 17 of his closest relatives, he thought of me and sent a postcard. Saving the day, renewing my card and making merry all around. Then, I returned home to win the game of solitaire I played while waiting to log on. Life is good.

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