My friend Suzanne noted that I don’t put many pictures of myself on my blog. “What? That can’t be right,” was my first reaction. Then I realized that yes, I put quite a few on Facebook but here it seems to be all kids all the time. So in response to Suzanne’s astute observation, here’s a collection of pictures of me over the last year.
This is me and Em on Harding’s Day of Service last spring. Each semester the university takes an afternoon for faculty, staff, and students to go work on service projects throughout the community. We take a group of library student workers to the elementary school libraries to shelfread and clean for them. I was at Em’s school so she came to help.
This is me in my hotel room when we were in Nashville for the Lads to Leaders convention. I don’t know why my face is so shiny.
My friend Miriam tagged me from her blog. Here are the Rules:
1. I have to post these rules before I give you the facts.
2. Each player starts with eight random facts/habits about themselves
3. People who are tagged need to write their own blog (about their eight things) and post these rules. (You can also do this on a Facebook note!)
4. At the end of your blog, you need to choose eight people to get tagged and list their names.
5. Don’t forget to leave them a comment telling them they’re tagged, and to read your blog.
1. My husband, children and I live in the house I grew up in.
2. If I sit down when I’m wearing flip-flops I shake my foot so the flip-flop shakes (Emily supplied this one.)
3. I’m not very coordinated. Once, I was leaving my office and my arm banged into the door frame and I wound up with a bruise where the light switch was.
4. I *hate* it when people read over my shoulder or hover around me while I’m using a computer. It gives me a claustrophobic feeling.
5. I take a nap almost every Sunday afternoon. It’s more like a three-hour crash actually.
6. I had three posters of Tom Selleck in my bedroom when I was in high school. Then I found out he was almost the same age as my dad so it seemed kind of weird.
7. I only speak English and my only “international experience” was two hours on the Canadian side of Niagara Falls. This is a sharp contrast to my trilingual sister who has lived in both Italy and Croatia. 🙂
8. I’m the only person in my family without a degree from Harding, but I’m also the only one who works there. Ironic, hunh?
Ok- I tag Julie, Maury, Suzanne, Brandy, Denise, Becca, Jean, Katherine
As you can tell, they don’t have much patience for the traditional pictures in front of the house or school building. Nope — we took these at the red light at the intersection of Beebe-Capps, Skyline Drive, and Pleasure Street. Sonic was to our left for those who are geographically curious.
Madeleine L’Engle passed away earlier today. Her books made a profound impact on my views of good and evil and our ability to do something about them. She believed deeply that there was purpose in our existence and that every individual — no matter how small and seemingly insignificant — can work in favor of good.
She was 88 years old. If my grandmother were still living she would have turned 92 this year. She passed away in January 2003 and I hope that she and Ms. L’Engle have had a chance to meet one another. They would be able to discuss faith and God’s work in our life. I would love to hear the conversations they would have about art, music, science, and the development of humanity.
Although my grandmother lived her entire life in small towns in West Tennessee and Ms. L’Engle lived most of her life in New York City, I always believed that they would have enjoyed one another’s company. Now they’ll have the chance to do that.
I wish I had a digital picture of my grandmother but I don’t. I do have this, though. It’s her Bible rubberbanded to her daily devotional book, “Power for Today.” It’s almost as beautiful as she was.
Thanks to my sister I also have this wonderful picture of Grandmother’s grave marker with only her name and birth date. I agree with Sheila — this is much closer to reality since our lives don’t actually end, but continue in another way and place.
This is what Sheila penned about Grandmother in January:
Grandmother was a rare woman. I suppose lots of people say that about their grandmothers. But other people say it about mine, so I know it isn’t only my bias, though that would be enough for me. She was beautiful, intelligent, down-to-earth, hospitable. She was a traveler, a lover of music, a loyal friend, an incredible cook, a lover of birds and gardening. She was a survivor and one who helped others through hard times.
If your grandmother or another favorite older woman is still living, please don’t underestimate their presence. More than anything I wish I could have one more day with my Grandmother. I know that we will have eternity together and I thank God for that, but the daily missing of her is sometimes still hard to bear.
My sister’s husband looks like Liam Neeson. Lots of people think so. But that’s not really the point. This is. If you’re looking at this on Facebook, use this link. Otherwise, watch the video.