Yep, just as I expected. There is an echo in here.
What to say, what to say... I don't know, I'm just not feeling very inspired to write or really even share. All is well here and I am happy, just not feeling like sharing and opening up I guess. I see this blog as a space to exercise a writing "muscle" so to speak and when I am not here or thinking about this space, ease sets in. And while a nagging shadow of challenge and growth is haunting me peripherally, I am safe from sharing and challenging myself further by writing. But I'd like to get back into the habit of creating here in this space, so I'll start small by sharing a small joy I experienced this week.
Do you pick up coins on the ground? Maybe not pennies (though I do). Likely nickels and dimes, certainly you wouldn't skip over a quarter, would you? And never a silver dollar! Though I've never encountered a silver dollar free in the wild. While walking downtown with Goo this week I spotted a shiny penny on the sidewalk. As I reached down to pick it up, a small flicker to the left sparkled in my eye. So I picked up the penny then looked left at what I first though was a foreign coin. As I stretched out my finger and pinched together with my thumb, I felt a cold/burning sensation upon making contact with the coin. As I flipped it around then pressed it cradled in my palm, my eyes blinked at a dime I have never seen before. The weigh unlike other dimes, I didn't really know what I was looking at. I slipped it into my pocket, where it waited until I could take a closer look and do a bit of research at home. And what I found was this: A Mercury Dime, 90% silver, 1936, minted in San Fransisco.
Tuesday, November 3, 2015
The Apple Hill Harvest Run is Camino School's biggest fundraiser, held the first Sunday in November. The proceeds pay for the Garden teacher as well as many other enriching activities for the students. I feel more connected to this race and how it benefits My Little Girls' school because I sit on the PTO board this year and can feel this event's important financial contribution to our budget.
This is the first year all 3 Littles ran the race! Ivy and Grady did the Kid's Fun Run. Because of other responsibilities with the race, I missed Grady's run (sniff, sniff). Tim says he had a fun time until he tripped and fell, banging up both knees pretty good. He still finished and told me after, "I didn't cry." I did see Ivy, she ran with her friend Amani. They were so sweet together and did great. Savannah, her two best girls Wrenna, Gracie and I did the 3.5, it was a beautiful day for a race.
Monday, November 2, 2015
Thursday, October 29, 2015
Hi. Are you still here? Coming to The Hut? Life around here has been busy and full and we have been sick and healthy and sick again and you know, I have an unpublished post waiting in the queue-something I wanted to share with you that I've been working on but all this sort of is irrelevant because a friend of mine, Amy, has horribly and tragically died in a car accident. So sudden, so painfully sad. I will miss her because, well, of course any reason you would miss a friend but you know, you can't imagine how lovely Amy's spirit is. And the thing I think of every time I close my eyes or wake up or sit quietly in any space since her accident is this: that darkness in grief, that split second of realization and then lingering period of complete agony of not having this person in your physical space anymore, that scary cavern of empty space where she no longer is, that fear of life without her, that list of unanswered questions, that questioning why her, that not being able to say goodbye? Amy's family feels that right now. It makes me physically ill to know people I care about are hurting like this. I've been there feeling that and it's just awful. Anyways, maybe more on this later (I'd sure like to share some fun stuff about Amy)...maybe not. This wound is fresh and has privately torn open an old one for me.
Monday, October 12, 2015
Thank you Savannah for choosing a fantastic way to celebrate a big birthday and to Krista and Wrenna for joining us in the fun.
Wednesday, October 7, 2015
I cannot tell you how lovely a feeling it was to sit at Tara's kitchen table and chat over coffee while Littles played nearby. Such peace and comfort to drink from those same mugs and share in the newness of this Washington life.
Oh, and Georgia (one of the Morris' cats) made herself right at home in Ivy's suitcase. I guess she needed a little bit of Camino to feel at home.
Tuesday, October 6, 2015
Ivy and Olive headed to Pike's Place.