Collecting my days

When I was in college I always had a journal with

me, no matter where I was going. I jotted down

snippets of conversation, quotes from classes,

a gum wrapper, a doodled heart. For example,

I remember clearly writing the words from my

"Marriage and the Family" theology class:

"Marriage is love's way of growing into wholeness."

Basically, I was a little "emo," but wow did I think my

life was fascinating. While this is a function of being

college aged, I loved these books. They are prized

possessions now, though they are just for me. I don't

leave these lying around. I was in college, after all.

So, here it goes:

The "proof" picture

Does anyone else send "proof" pictures to their family? I am proving to Matty that there is not Diet Sunkist. Maybe it is us, but I doubt it. This implies that there is some secret agenda to NOT bring back what the other wants.

"On God," as my kids say: This is the most truth bombs I've seen in one place in a long time. It does also sort of make it seem like the "they" kinda sucks, but you get the idea.

The Truth Bombs

Dave

I wanted to include this here because I would have in my old journals. In fact, this is the kind of thing that means a lot now because it allows me a passage back. The wake today had a line snaking throughout, and the stories I overheard were amazing. So many people who had Dave as a teacher say he was the best they ever had or that they became a teacher because of him. I'm sad for his family.

I'm so pushy right now about Reclaiming Connections. Yes, I want to sell a lot of books. But, equally as much I want to talk about all the things I wrote about this past summer. I want people to read and call me up to talk about it, or send me emails, or have community groups. It isn't that I have all the answers--far from it. However, I do believe that community IS the Resistance.

Resistance

That's it really. A tiny collection of things I experienced or thought about today. Are they important? Maybe. Maybe not. However, I'm going to bed thinking about my day which is a start.