The first walk that comes to mind is a treacherous trek through a New England blizzard. The whipping wind took my breath away. I hold the strong hand of my father trusting he will always take care of me. A few years later, Dad and I walked again through the neighborhood streets after school and work. We'd talk and laugh. These walks helped him quit smoking. They were my favorite time of day.
Today, my Dad is gone. I walk alone. He is always at my side.
(Thanks for the opportunity to reminisce about these walks!)
P.S. Happy Birthday Dad.
Monday, November 12, 2007
What an icky way to begin the day! I am not looking forward to school today. Practicing for the writing SOL. So, I have to wait and sit while my students write. I don't get to teach. After school I am driving an hour and a half to do my presentation on publishing. Have to get ready for today!
Sunday, November 11, 2007
- Brush dog
- Grocery shop
- Move winter clothes IN and summer clothes OUT
- Write dream job description
- Cook a yummy dinner!
- Pack for presentation tomorrow
I wish this post was more interesting, but this is my life right now. I am simply proud that I've posted again. Still working on more consistent postings.
Musings and thoughts...