[Exploring all depths of life.]
“There is nothing like returning to a place that remains unchanged to find the ways in which you yourself have altered.” – Nelson Mandela, A Long Walk to Freedom “No Trumpets sound when the important decisions of our life are made. Destiny is made known silently.” – Agnes de Mille I. Rainy Day…
I. In the BeginningMonths ago, I wrote a letter to a former teacher upon his retirement. I had the opportunity to talk with him over a cup of coffee last Thursday. It has been almost eight years since I saw Mr. Dance last. I was doing classroom observations for one of my education classes. I was…
I. Pandas See that panda? Yeah, I never saw one in China. However, that’s what I look like every morning when I wake up. I can’t complain about that. II. “I Woke Up This Morning…” I felt great this morning, and I am figuring my recent vibrant mood stems from going to the gym. …
Sarah and I were watching my hero, Anthony Bourdain, Sunday morning. That morning we had given into defeat, officially staying up after tossing and turning all night long. We’re blaming it on the wine, attending the chocolate-themed events at various wineries along Senaca Lake. Taking the most proper route and overall direction, we ended our…
I had an interview yesterday with a politician. As to what the position may be, no ideas were really thrown out there. Trying to be discrete, I tried to find the right string to pull, the one tied to a specific answer, but looking at the situation in retrospect allowed me to realize the interview (the…
Today, seven years ago, my maternal grandmother passed away. Yes, I miss her and that goes without saying. The notion of this dawned on me this morning. I was sitting in front of the television. Scratch that. I was sitting on Sarah’s ottoman, playing with her saved cat, Porter, the kitten with the personality of…
