STRIKE ONE, STRIKE TWO, AND THREE AS WE move further down the “to do” list. Our fine-point permanent marker is worn. The only visible notation of the once named Sharpie is the faded letters pie appearing on the marker’s exterior. Whereas the ink, in times past, had been defining and boldly black, it now dispenses as a stubborn, charcoal-gray color with grave uncertainty. It takes multiple overlapping marks to make one effective strike. It’s frustrating, but we are determined to show that we have completed the list. And that means striking a heavy line through every task to prove its fulfillment. Continue reading
Some days it seems almost unbearable! But each day is quite bearable when we consider our position in it all.
These next several weeks are much more taxing than many other weeks I’ve had in recent times. Preparation. Deadlines. Availability. Schedule. Reschedule. These terms have been a regular part of my vocabulary this week and seemingly for the very near future. As my recent vacation accelerated toward its end, the temptation to worry would soon begin. Continue reading