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Lin-Winter 2008

Lin-Winter 2008

Here in the fake winter wonderland of my office (fake because it’s indoors but similarities include freezing temperatures and gray overhead, despite multitudes of lights!), I’m decorated, bundled, singing along with my iPod full of Christmas tunes, and waiting for the REAL holidays to begin! Thanks to our president, we will end our Fall term on Friday and we will not return to duty until Jan. 5, 2009, a brand new year! Originally we were scheduled to return to work next Monday and then again on Friday, Jan 2. Don’t ask me; it was senseless. However, saner heads prevailed and the decision was made to release us for two whole weeks of paid leave! Yay!

Not that we have plans, mind you. We’re staying home, at least as far as I know now!, and despite my wonderlust! So, I’ll content myself with looking at pictures of wonderful places we’ve traveled on my desktop and sing carols to the season, here in the work-a-day winter wonderland.

Happy Holiday to all, and to all a blessed day!

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Middles and Ends

It’s the end of June, the middle of the year, the end of the first half of 2008. The year is moving too fast, but I wanted to take a moment to reflect back on this year. We lost Prentiss (my father in law) a little over a year ago. Ron quit his job a month later, one year ago tomorrow. By that time, he was already writing two or three times a month for the Hattiesburg American and the podcast of his first novel, Serve It Cold, had been released on Memorial Day. Whitney’s graduation, summer visits from loved ones, then school began again. The fall is a blur . . . mailouts, queries, my work and its drama. Then Thanksgiving in Miami while Faye (Ron’s mom) was in CA. Christmas was another blur, followed by a wonderful trip to Philadelphia to meet John & Kat. Ron began writing weekly for the Sun Herald on Jan. 5; My brother’s sudden and tragic death on January 6, followed by another blur of weeks and months. The anniversary of Prentiss’ death. More work drama for me, culminating in the laying off of people that I’ve grown fond of…loss, recovery, life, joy, loss . . .

Jack and Richard Harper, 1949

Jack and Richard Harper, 1949

We just watched an episode of History’s Detectives (yay, MS ETV!) where the detective and his “holder” (of a WWII pilot’s diary) tracked down the daughter to return the diary. The catch was that the pilot/father died before his daughter was born, so they never knew one another. Having read letters my dad wrote home to my mom, the show just plunged me into missing him, thinking what if he hadn’t come home, what if I hadn’t been or hadn’t gotten to know my dad? Which made me miss Prentiss all over again…

loss, recovery, life, joy, loss….it begins again.

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