Ding! 2013's done.

As I sit here on the last day of 2013, I am listening to Dustin's very loud truck pulling up in the driveway, baking a quiche and sipping coffee. So my first thought about the new year is whether or not Dustin's truck will make it through 2014, and if he'll actually a) graduate, b) get a job and c) get a new vehicle.

The next thought is about Dad. He had surgery yesterday to remove his broken femur, basically a partial hip replacement. Tough on an 81 year old man, but the good news is that his tumor is GONE. Gone! The thought is that the chemo and radiation worked their magic. So basically right now, he is cancer free. This means after not walking for 9 months (or driving, which bothered him more) he should be able to do both after healing from the surgery and completing physical therapy. He's not the best patient by far, but he's been through quite a lot, and hopefully will get his head straight about the work he's got to do. It's been a rough year on Mom too, but he care giving skills have been amazing, especially for an 80 year old woman.

So what else happened in 2013?

Haley graduated from high school and started at U of D. She's halfway through her freshman year and got great grades. Dustin is in his FIFTH year of college (oy) and hopefully will graduate in the spring. Another year at the art league, where we celebrated our 75th anniversary. A year that had poor art sales in the first 3/4 of the year, but picked up in the last quarter. Lorrie beat her cancer as well, and is now 98% finished with all her reconstructive work. Kevin has been through the wringer, but has come out happy and moving forward. People have come into my life and left my life, some more than once over the year. And it all happens for a divine reason that none of us really know. I made my p.r. with the Rehoboth Marathon, at 3:48. That was quite a moment.

I will say thank you. Thanks to the divine who guides us, thank you to my family and friends. I am grateful for a job, and a home and my health. I wish YOU the best in 2014, and hope that you surge forward with a smile, amazing goals and all the happiness and health that you seek.

Happy New Year!

Merry Christmas 2013!

Coffee, Hopes and Misanthropes

When pressed about her misanthropy
She’d say she was forced into it
By a world, alien and bizarre
Love was a beauteous concept
That to her, was a bit too far

A baker’s dozen tries
A decade of disquiet
And she’d had enough

She ground and brewed her coffee
Tended her own small plot of land
Cut down a pine tree each Thanksgiving
A blueberry pie baking, prepared by her hand

It’s not that she didn’t like people
She always had, still did
But a safe distance seemed prudent
So in her home, she hid

Shopping for trinkets
The day before Christmas eve
To place upon her misshapen tree
They met, for a second time

The first time they’d met
He'd gazed first into her eyes
Then at her art
She'd had a strange sense
He'd seen straight to her heart

She questioned the possibility
Though slim
That her wish upon a solstice star
Resulted
In a second chance meet
With him

What’s the harm, she wondered
In coffee,
In a quick date?
Third time’s a charm?

The future uncertain
Her hopes rising
The next day
She would see
Would know
What might, or might not, be

He seemed another misanthrope
But that might be just right
If only he could see her whole
Gaze bravely at her soul

Steve Robison

Literature Utopia

"I had no illusions about love anymore. It came, it went, it left casualties or it didn’t. People weren’t meant to be together forever, regardless of what the songs say." 

— Sarah Dessen, This Lullaby


I look at words as art, especially when they're put together in a way that they make music. It makes a kind of beautiful trilogy: words, art, music. Three of my very favorite things.

When I come across a poem, a song, a quote from a piece of literature or sometimes a line in a movie or a play, and it hits me hard, all of a sudden I'm very conscious of being wide awake and paying very close attention. Often times, these are the quotes/songs/poems I share on here, because of that kind of impact. They are not necessarily a reflection of anything happening in my life, but more of an homage to them, in respect for their beauty. If I'm not painting, or just don't have anything ready to show as "in the works" I will share this type of art, because it too, feeds my soul and it feels good to share that.

Daughter of Fortune.

“Not only had she not forgotten him, however, she remembered with noonday clarity every detail of what had happened and each word he had spoken or whispered. The only thing she erased from her mind was the disenchantment of having been deceived.”

— Isabel Allende, Daughter of Fortune

Sold

The Conversation has a new home - in a perfect location in a beautiful home that overlooks the ocean.

Pre-Christmas prep 2013

 Chloe, modeling a ribbon as big as her head.

 Big Brother's/Big Sister's Christmas party...about to begin!

 Unbelievably generous church families "adopt" a "Little" and shower them with amazing Christmas gifts, along with putting on a tremendous party!

 Annual Christmas party at the Klabe abode. Some of my favorite people right here.

The Grinch, his "dog" Max, and some Littles, about to pin hearts on the Grinch, to help his heart, that's just too small.