I’m endeavoring to restart this blog.
I haven’t posted in this blog since 2012. That’s a long time. More than ten years. More than a decade. More than one-tenth of a hundred-year life. A lifetime of living has happened in those years: My family experienced separation from abusive relatives. Our son was diagnosed with cancer. We moved to a beautiful new location. And we had many ups and downs, joys and sorrows between those.
Continue readingI’m again the first one awake, and I’m drinking coffee, browsing favorite blogs and sites, and thinking.
I stayed up too late last night.
My Hebrew class gets over at 11 p.m. I enjoy the class. It is taught by a woman who is also learning Hebrew–she is taking a class using the same book. She is just farther into the book than we are. If we ask questions that she doesn’t know, she asks her Hebrew teacher. Also, sometimes people join the class that have greater knowledge of the language, and they are able to help us. We do a lot of reading and learning vocabulary words. It is very helpful and fun to have others to study with.
When I was young, I read a story about a blind dog. He was able to roam free in his house and yard because he had such a good memory that he never bumped into anything more than once. If he bumped into anything, he’d avoid it from that point on. This worked fine for permanent things like trees or buildings, but the problem is that some items aren’t permanent. Sometimes a chair wasn’t pushed up to the table, or or a rake was not put away, or a car was in the driveway and then drove away. If the dog bumped into it, he’d avoid that place from them on, so as he walked across the room or house, he’d weave a curious path around things that weren’t there.
BELOVED DAUGHTER of the King 