I am grateful I had the nerve to buy nearly white jeans. I am grateful we have a killer mexican restaurant in town. I am grateful that we are in a financial place to buy nearly white jeans and have lunch at mexican restaurants. I am grateful that I managed not to destroy my nearly white jeans with the amazing mexican food I enjoyed for lunch. . You?
Tagged: Confidence, Dork
I signed up as a volunteer for Avery’s field day. I kept my calendar clear for the early June day. Then the event was cancelled twice on account of rain. It was rescheduled for this past Monday, which had me scowling and fretting and considering backing out. I didn’t because I’d enjoyed too many family dinners with Ave breathlessly gushing about which things she might do. When field day finally came and I was prepping to leave with Finley in tow, I recalled how I’d been drenched in sweat at Briar’s field day. Anticipating heat, I brought drinks, but no coats; snacks, but no blanket. It was freezing and no one was thirsty. I awkwardly propped a dusty, frilly, lavender umbrella in front of…
Tagged: daughters, life, working mom
I suppose it’s to be expected that as we hurtle through graduations, funerals and deadlines, I’m a touch sentimental. The lump in my throat has come to be a constant companion—nervous before a presentation? There it is, clawing its way up and trying to make me crack, tears stinging at my eyes. Quickly annoyance surges and I suppress the tears. Standing on the playground, hands ready to shadow the twisting torso as it moves along the monkey bars, then comes the shake of the head, the kick of the leg and away she goes, leaving my hands empty and my face burning. The lump in my throat roots me in place, keeps me from following along to give help where none is required. As…
Tagged: forgiveness, life, Love, working mom
HUDSON FALLS — Betty L. Cornell, 96, of Coleman Avenue, passed away Thursday, May 31, 2012, surrounded by her friends Jan Magee and Jeannie Chrabaszcz, with whom she resided the last four months, and her lifelong friend, Doris Harrington. Born April 28, 1916, in Chicago, she was the daughter of the late Harry and Emma (Gitsham) Cornell. Betty was a graduate of Hudson Falls High School. She received her bachelor’s degree from Ithaca College in 1938and her master’s degree from New York University. Betty taught physical education in Dansville, South Glens Falls and Glens Falls, retiring after 28 years of teaching. She served with the American Red Cross in the European Theatre from 1943 until 1946. When she was in England, Betty was the…
My grandma always said, “Remember to look at the clouds,” then she’d wave her hand, shake her head and make a contented sound. I understood her, she meant for me to stay aware of the possibilities from my own point of view. And so it was that I saw this magnificent hat on my way to a meeting shortly after finding out that Betty was gone. Still. Magic.
Tagged: life