It's Saturday morning....a cool morning, quiet. Noland and Greg are off to do more set construction for Greg's next production. If anyone is in the Richmond, KY area during the first 2 weekends of October....The Rose Barn Theatre is presenting JEKYLL and HYDE: THE MUSICAL. It's an incredibly strong show...not for kids....full of murder, love, lust, an one man's struggle between what he knows is right, and what he wants...that is wrong.
Greg was supposed to direct the show....but when all those interested came to auditions, there was no one to play the lead Dr. Jekyll/Mr. Hyde. So now he's co-directing and doing the double roll. I got the opportunity to go to rehearsal the other night. Not something I can do very often without any of my 4 children, but Noland stepped up and I was there for a couple of hours. Even this far away from when the show goes up....it's already really good. Anyway....I honestly hope that he can put up the show that he's always dreamed of. We saw the original Broadway cast doing the show in NYC.....we fell in love with it, and he's wanted to do it ever since. That was 7 years ago.
Niah and Naricyn are playing, and Neal is totally crashed.....sleeping off the effects of his first middle school dance last night....... Oh, and also the acquision of his first girl friend. He came out of the dance grinning as if he'd won the lottery. We knew something was up. From this mom's perspective...he was adorable.
Still wondering what I learned? I learned that there is so much time, even in our busy weeks, that we waste....while we could have used it to do something nice for someone....to linger a little longer with a friend......to put things into perspective. Funny...that I, being someone who never wants to waste time, has probably squandered the last 20 years doing things that in the long run....didn't matter......if they had, I would remember what they were.
Saturday, September 09, 2006
Thursday, September 07, 2006
Feeling Nostalgic
Guess that my trip home just got me thinking about the "good 'ole days." What made them so good? I think it's the naive way we found pleasure in the smallest things. Things that we now are "too busy" to notice or care about. These are the things that when they are gone, we remember.
Sitting at our breakfast bar with my mother and "talking about it" over a PB and J....climbing trees and feeling like I was the only person in the world....even when I was hiding from someone. BOYS........the butterflies....the cute things we said to each other in the notes that we passed. "I like you, do you like me? Circle YES or No" Losing someone special.....a goldfish, your best friend who had to go to a different school. Firsts of everything......driving alone.....kissing.....holding hands. All very small things that in the scope of life are a millisecond, but never leave your heart.
Meeting my husband.....beginning a live shared completely with someone......handing someone your complete heart, soul, body and mind.....
Sitting at our breakfast bar with my mother and "talking about it" over a PB and J....climbing trees and feeling like I was the only person in the world....even when I was hiding from someone. BOYS........the butterflies....the cute things we said to each other in the notes that we passed. "I like you, do you like me? Circle YES or No" Losing someone special.....a goldfish, your best friend who had to go to a different school. Firsts of everything......driving alone.....kissing.....holding hands. All very small things that in the scope of life are a millisecond, but never leave your heart.
Meeting my husband.....beginning a live shared completely with someone......handing someone your complete heart, soul, body and mind.....
Tuesday, September 05, 2006
Labor Day Weekend




We had a great time in Indiana with Pappy, and Aunt Jenni's crew. Noland helped Uncle Adam assemble the new firepit...then we had smores!! The girls loved them.The boys also enjoyed video game time. Even Pappy "killed" some of the bad guys. What wholesome entertainment is this???
While it's said that "you can never go home again", it's still nice to have somewhere to catch your breath, even if only once. As time passes and people come and go from my life, I can still stand in the field that I stood in as a child, and for a moment....just a moment, things are in complete harmony. I can still be anyone that I want to be. I can still do anything that I want to do. There are no boundaries, rules, social expectations, politics, races or creeds. It's just me, my Lord and I......and all the potential He can give.
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