handwritten on April 25, 2020
Lately my soul has felt like
a bunch of withered plants that lack
color and even liveliness
As if they have been dried out for many months
have lost their ability to talk to one another and say hello
to compliment one another on their beauty
But just today I received some beautiful purples and whites
all hugged against eachother inside a vase
and I start to feel small leaves coming to life inside
a vase that once was lifeless
small bits of life
and bits of purple
began to spring up beneath all the
chaos of the past weeks
and just maybe by the end of Spring
My soul will have sprung again
handwritten on April 20, 2020
It's been a while since I have written anything with meaning. Even when you are inside for the most of the day, it is surprising just how fast the day can pass. I woke up this morning and for the first time it hit me that the "not normal" has actually begun to feel normal. Routines are different but established, and I have completely lost the yearning to go and run and tell another what I am doing becuase I realize that this new normal doesn't include running over to someone's house to physically give them hug. But instead I'm left with a golden ray and a signal of a new day when I open the front door blinds and water the plant and sit or stand next to the counter with my headphones in...
handwritten on April 12, 2020
Today there is hope in tomorrow but also today. And if you're someone who constantly thinks towards the future then today is the day for you to find hope in today. We found hope in a little bit of sunshine mixed with dusty clouds today. We found hope in sleeping in late one last time before busy schedules hit this week once again. We found joy in hugs and quick trips to the dollar tree for cake mix and sprinkles. We found hope in wishing our friends and families a Happy Easter with a virtual chat from the extended family. We found hope in grilling out and preparing a meal just the two of us. We found hope in realizing that today is okay because we are together-still laughing at eachother's...
handwritten on April 11, 2020
I've been paying a lot of attention to the sun as of late. The way the sun comes up and the way the sun goes down. When the sun hits at certain points or shines through the kitchen through the side window just right. But I suppose what better a way to spend the beginnings and ends of every day watching one of the most beautiful symbols of time passing. Tonight was the evening before Easter and I watched from a specific place on my couch as the sun began to settle down for the evening. The colors of the sky were orange, pink and almost purple near one of the rooftops of an apartment nearby. Yet another Easter Eve gone by this one certainly unforgettable as there was more silence in the...
handwritten on April 9, 2020
Well- today was one of those days that I knew would come, but I still wish it had not ended this way.
I always knew that I would wake up one morning to a post or an online article stating Pennsylvania schools are closed until the end of the school year. I just was hoping that some kind of miracle would happen, that this process would speed up and that all would be okay. I was hoping that the announcement would be made in another few weeks just to give us that little bit of faith we have been holding onto-small threads of faith that we know could break at just any moment.
I'm not quite ready to write an open letter to my students because I think I would fall to tears in the process. And...
