by MarianBeaman | Sep 10, 2014 | Coming of Age, Family / Nostalgia, Literature, Mennonite Lore, Nostalgia, Quotations
So now it matters almost not at all to any of them except as a storybook matters; loved in childhood but outgrown in adolescence, it still matters, still instructs, still is part of what the adult becomes. Phyllis Tickle, The Graces We Remember: Songs in Ordinary Time...
by MarianBeaman | Sep 6, 2014 | book review, Coming of Age, Literature, Quotations, Reflection, Uncategorized
Kathy and I are not old friends. In fact, our friendship is rather recent as we have explored each other’s blog posts early this year, discovering that we both were developing our writing skills after long, satisfying careers, hers in medicine and mine in education....
by MarianBeaman | Aug 30, 2014 | Education, Family / Nostalgia, Lists, meditation, Memory, Mennonite Lore, Nostalgia, Quotations, Tips, Uncategorized
A Fable A tortoise had become friendly with two geese who promised to take it to their home in the mountains. The plan: The geese would hold a stick in their beaks while the tortoise would grasp it in the middle with his mouth, but he must be careful not to talk....
by MarianBeaman | Aug 27, 2014 | Education, Family / Nostalgia, Memory, Nostalgia, Quotations
Dreams Hold fast to dreams, for if dreams die, life is a broken-winged bird that cannot fly. – Langston Hughes in Dreams Dreams always come in a size too big so we can grow into them. – Josie Bisset . . . if one advances confidently in the direction of...
by MarianBeaman | Aug 20, 2014 | Coming of Age, Conflict, Family / Nostalgia, Memory, Mennonite Lore, Nostalgia, Quotations, Travel, Uncategorized
Daddy was an avid hunter (pheasants and deer mostly) and an eager fisherman. The outdoors took him away from the stresses of his business, Longenecker Farm Supply, and helped him literally recharge his batteries. I never went hunting with him, but he invited me once...
by MarianBeaman | Aug 15, 2014 | Family / Nostalgia, meditation, Mennonite Lore, Nostalgia, Quotations
We’re having lunch at Mother’s house today: home-grown tomato sandwiches, Silver Queen corn on the cob, and fresh tossed salad with a wrapped-up cucumber found left in her refrigerator. There is also a boiled egg she cooked recently, but Mom is not here. She is gone,...
