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Change. I've learned to embrace it, ride it out til the end. Sometimes I'm kicking and screaming, other times weeping with my eyes clinched tight. Once in awhile I ride like a dog in a car, head out the window snorting what life has to offer. Mother to young adult children, a marriage of thirty years, and a desert to mountain to valley waltz with God have shaped me into someone I never imagined I'd be. Life is short and I want to live it. Tears, sighs, laughter and change. Every morsel granted to me. Scrambled, shaken or stirred.

Friday, October 19, 2007

Scribble and Scrambles - A Peek From My Window



I've finished my two part "speech." Okay, not finished, but the writing part is done, solid and I'm sticking with it. Who knows what will happen when I stand in front of them and open my mouth. The improv bug sometimes bites and...well...I'll let you imagine.


So I mentioned I'd blog if all my speaking issues were resolved. They are. And if I keep busy I won't nervously chew all my fingernails off.


I didn't have a single x-ray this morning, so I took the day off. I love benefits, especially vacation days. And what a bee-yo-ti-ful day it is. This entire week has been drizzly and gray.


But today. Sigh.


Today the sky is brilliant blue. The shade of faded, prewashed denim. Not a cloud in sight. And the sun has spilled across my arm and onto the arrow keys.


October is an iffy weather month in Iowa. We've had ice storms in October and Halloween has been "cancelled" more than once in my lifetime.


Usually by now, the trees have turned into red, gold and orange tissue paper art. But with a long and warmer than usual summer, the trees still proudly wave green.


Outside my writing window the leaves, tickled by the fresh, crisp breeze, undulate and glow in the bright sunlight.


I find it a mystery how a season of dying can smell so alive. Nothing energizes me like a day like today.


Thanks, God.


Now, I'm going to go read my "speech" to the puppies. We'll see how that goes.


Have an excellent weekend and I hope your view from your window is as beautiful as mine.

1 comment:

Kristi Herbranson said...

Light is casting in my heart's window today. In the form of truth. In the form of direction. It's not an easy direction, but it's a blessing to know God is leading me.

I hope your speaking times go well. Rob told me about your topic. Sounds very good, and I know you will do well!