Monthly Archives: November 2008

November 3, 2008 · 10:56 am

Sticky

It is curious how things get stuck in a person’s mind.  Like a sticky key on a keyboard.  You try to get away from it but it does not want to let go.  Keeps repeating itself.

 

In my mind anyhow.

 

So, yesterday, I lost a button off a sweater.  My favorite orange sweater.  Big square unique buttons.  They were one of the features that drew me to the sweater – that and the unique knit pattern.  And the color.

My mind is stuck.  I keep going over where it may have fallen off.  I noticed it when I came back from shopping.  I had put on an outer coat since it was pretty cold yesterday and I needed a bit extra coverage to keep the wind out.  I doubt I will ever find the lost button but that does not keep my mind from searching for it. 

 

Reminds me of the parable of the lost coin.  I wonder if people get stuck in God’s mind like my lost button has in mine.  Wonder if he just keeps looking for them till they are found or till… maybe he always keeps wondering when they will come home even if they never do. 

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November 1, 2008 · 2:51 pm

Halloween was very quiet around here

But there were a couple of special little trick or treaters that showed up.

 

First came Kimia.  halloween 2008 005

 

Then Zaka.  A fearsome Count Dracula.  I think I’d let a little vampire like him get into my heart.  Well, I guess he has already.

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November 1, 2008 · 2:39 am

Hanging out

Today was a pretty light one as far as work goes.  So I went home at noon and worked a bit on my Greek homework and then, after my afternoon stint up at Vincent Massey School, I ran some errands, picked up a few groceries and headed down to The Bison. 

Friday afternoons at the Bison. 

The last event of my Friday afternoon most weeks.  Good coffee and sometimes a treat like a Florentine to top off the week.  And talking.  Kind of like the whipped cream on dessert.  Not really essential to life but it sure made it sweeter.  And richer.  And I grew.  Good talk does that to a person.  Especially faith talk. 

Just writing that makes a lump come to my throat.  ‘Cause I miss it terribly.

But the memories are good and I will move on from these days to new ones and new memories will grow.  And, I expect, there will be new relationships and experiences that stimulate me to grow some more. 

For now, in this sort of transition time, I have been taking along my Greek and as I sit there enjoying some of the best coffee in the world, I’m also going over my vocabulary and noun rules hoping they will lodge firmly in my brain.  It has been a good to sit in this quiet place to rest from the week, slow down and let some Greek soak in.  Just hanging out in a good place.

Maybe it will become a talking place for me again someday.   

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