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It’s been quite a dramatic few days for my circle. Saturday, we buried a friend, and supported his family.
That evening we joined with other friends celebrating Mardi Gras…just a smidge early.
Sunday found us with my pastor announcing his resignation. It came as a shock, and led to many emotional conversations.
From that point forward, I felt simply weary. And that’s continued. I guess my best bet is an early bed time and plenty of sleep.
I am my brother’s keeper
Or, at least, so I try
Though difficult
Deeply worthwhile
I look north
At familiar trees
Memories of youthful sorrows
A plane overhead
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p style=”font-family:"font-size:21.6px;”>Today, a funeral
Another week ends
Silence folds into my home
Rest is so welcome
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One of the great things about a new job: learnings. This one is no different. I love learning new software. Well, AutoCAD really isn’t “new”. But the last time I did any real work in the product was, well, a version for DOS. Yeah, it was on a computer running Windows 95, but still….
Anyway, with another staff change, my need to KNOW AutoCAD shot up immensely. Got to love added stress!
It’s fun, but crazy. No panic…not yet, at least. And I have a strategy, so there.
Wish me luck.
For many years I read the X-Men religiously. At my life evolved, I’ve not as been much into comics. But I kept abreast of the ebb and flow of the characters.
I’ve enjoyed the X-Men films I’ve seen, but this one looks really well crafted. Makes me brim with excitement.
I concur with what a friend told me: “if this movie sucks, it’ll hurt”.
Anyway, here’s one of the trailers. An amazing sample and use of the song.
I’ve spent the past few hours creating a presentation for a friend’s memorial service. A full range of emotions accompanied.
Professionalism is one of my core values. Approaching even the most difficult things with calm competency is something I strive for.
The pictures, though…his kids…so young. Reminding of my birth-mother’s death when I was 15. Haunting me.
For many of the services I’ve worked, my composure held well. I know, though, this one will be hard. Even though sad weeping and wailing is not what he wanted. I get that. But, you know, my humanity….
I remember, immediately after getting out of the Navy, walking around downtown Seattle. Looking at the high-rises, at all the well-dressed office folks going about their business and seeing opportunity everywhere. Buildings filled with business, with people doing things, making stuff, having brilliant ideas and creating amazing, new things.
The mid-90s, the dot-com world was just starting, downtown Seattle was shedding it’s dilapidated, seedy and decayed visage, finally becoming the inspirational beacon of entrepreneurial hope. And I was there, in the thick of it.
I could feel, I could hear the heartbeat. There I was, in the front seat of change. Watching both the promise revealed, and those left-behind. Hope isn’t perfect, I guess.
An interesting ride it’s been.
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p style=”font-family:"font-size:21.6px;”>Modern life’s demands