Not broken bones this time. Just some missing skin on face, both elbows, my kneee, and my shoulder.
I feel very well qualified to write about crashes!
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I’m leaving for Italy in five days. I can hardly wait–even knowing that I have to be in charge of 82 students/travelers. We do have 7 chaperones, thank goodness. Michelangelo, here I come. I’m going to cry when walk into the Sistine Chapel, I think.
Stay tuned for pictures!
South Central College had a reading at the Coffee Hag last night. HUGE success. Packed house, standing room only, and some really good stuff read. How rewarding is that. I read the first chapter of Jake Riley, becasue I hadn’t read it to that student group before. It was fun.
Marla’s funeral was something. A real tribute to an amazing woman, rather than a weeping and wailing mourning service. I saw people I hadn’t seen for 34 years, and had to introduce myself to lots of people.
Some of you know, I’m working on a memoir about my life as a Pastor’s Wife. That chapter of my life ended twenty years ago; however, the effects of it linger…I don’t feel as if there are any lasting negative effects, once I got over my guilt for leaving the life.
Now, I think the effects are simply that I think seriously about spiritual matters. I can’t take them lightly, even though sometimes I’d like to. I read any essay by Julia Sweeney (thanks, Stever), and many of her struggles were exactly parallel to mine. Her final conclusion is that there can be no god. I guess I still struggle with reaching that final conclusion, but I’m thinking about it a lot. Maybe I’ll keep you posted!
I’m heading to Iowa this afternoon. My cousin Marla died, and I need to be down there with my family. It’s hard to believe. She died of cancer and has been sick a long time, but she was only two grades ahead of me in school. It’s very strange.
I’m reading The Secret Life of Bees right now and I don’t want to put it down. I should never start a good book when I’m this close to finals week and grading research papers! Ack! But I recommend the book. Great voice, great main characters. Complex emotions, and Sue Monk Kidd’s prose is amazing. Beautiful.
Welcome to my blog.
I have always felt that these blog things were a bit self-involved, like gazing at one’s own belly-button. I’m on a couple joint blogs, but haven’t ventured into my own until now. I guess it’s time to hop on the bandwagon and blog.
It’s rainy and chilly tonight, but it’s finally spring. Finally! I got 90-some miles in on my bike this week, so I can’t complain too much. Ironman bike ride this Sunday. I’m registered for 100 miles.
And best of all: I wore flip-flops to school!
Italy countdown: I leave in three weeks and three days for Italy and Greece with 82 students (yes, I know I’m insane) and six other chaperones. I have to survive finals and research papers first.
Then, it will be summer, and I can work on my writing projects! More about those soon…