Monday, January 20, 2014

Ballad of the Unborn

Last October our friend, Ernie, stopped by a yard sale.  While browsing, he spotted a mug which appealed to him and picked it up for a closer inspection.  The mug was in great condition, but inside he found a folded piece of paper.  He carefully opened the lined paper, yellowed with age, to find a poem written in beautiful handwriting.  When he showed it to the seller she said he could take it with the purchase of the mug.  

When he showed the poem to me I couldn't get past the first stanza without tears.

Sunday, January 05, 2014

Self-Defense For Runners

A couple of weeks ago I signed up for a class offered by one of the local running stores in my new hometown.  This class wasn't about form, or speed, or tempo, or anything like that.  This was about Self-Defense for Runners.  I'm new to the area, am still figuring out where to run, and have not found any running buddies outside of a weekly "social run" sponsored by the same store.  If they're teaching about safety in this new—larger—city in which I now live and run, then it's probably something I ought to learn.

And then, on New Year's Eve, in the park where I recently found my new favorite trail, a runner was killed.

Thursday, January 02, 2014

A Clean Slate

A New Year has begun, a new calendar is ready to be filled.  Fresh and new and full of promise.

But how is this different from one day to the next?  We've exchanged the 13 for a 14, but today is still Thursday, the day before Friday.  Good intentions in the form of "Resolutions" have just as much chance as any intention at the beginning of any week of the year to succeed or fail, according to the strength of my own discipline or the twists and turns of providential circumstance.

Wednesday, December 04, 2013

Moving to Texas: Part 2

Part one of the moving to Texas was basically about packing up and preparing to leave.  This part will be about the drive.  Both are simply telling the mechanics of our move.  Getting to the heart of what it means to me will need to wait for part three.  I'm still mulling that one over.

Driving to our new home involved a packed-to-the-roof 26-foot Penske truck, the largest they rent to non-CDL drivers, towing our packed-to-the-roof minivan behind, and driving Nathaniel's Ford Escape.  Three drivers, two steering wheels, one of which is a normal drive, the other terrifying.

Thursday, November 14, 2013

A Pause for Persimmons

Yes, I'm between Posts 1 and 2 about our move to Texas, but I must have a brief interruption to get this off my chest:

I have discovered persimmons.

Wednesday, November 06, 2013

Moving to Texas: Part One

After several weeks of packing; three days of loading, re-loading, and taking stuff to storage; three days of cleaning the emptying house; 4 days of driving, one morning of unloading, and two weeks (or more?) of unpacking I think it's safe to say that the dust from our move is beginning to settle.

I have neither the skill nor the time to write an entire history of these past few weeks, but I can focus on a few highlights which must not be forgotten.

Thursday, October 03, 2013

For the Foreseeable Future- Last Things

Well, it's all coming together.  Our move is imminent and we are on the final leg of preparations.  The truck will be here in nine days for loading, and in the meantime we have pulled the pictures and the shelves from the walls downstairs and have painted over the patching of the holes.  Our living room is now a storage/staging area for the packed boxes.  The plans for where we will stay as we pack up our house here and before we unpack in San Antonio have been made.  The flight plan for Bekah, Patrick, and Isaac is in place.

And I'm beginning to savor Last Things here in our beautiful home state.