I really plan on it. Today kind of took a turn, for the not so good. Looking back I kind of laugh, not a funny laugh mind you. I wrote a friend about my 'bad' day, and asked about hers. Truly, my day was not that bad. I got out of a ticket, which was going to be around $300. I was speeding, no proof of insurance and no registration in that car. I don't even know what that is, I do not get pulled over much. I can not remember much after that, so I will move on.
This morning I found out that my Uncle Stuart died. It was kind of a shock. We do not speak, but I kind of thought he would be out there, somewhere, forever. He is my father's older brother. I think the main reason I want to go to the funeral is to support my Aunt Pat, because she is the only one remaining from her family. I want to go for myself as well, but that is secondary. This might sound odd but I think it was good for me to speak with my students about this topic. I almost lost it when some of them started to share about their lose and could see that they understood. Yup, I am a big sucker when it comes to these type of emotional things. I told them they would have a sub, and that they were to be on their best behavior. I felt my hardest class of kids actually might have connected with me today. Why is it that when God moves, it washes over everything? This is not just one small event. Many things will be touched by this event. So, on Thursday morning I will be flying out of Idaho Falls and heading to Lindsborg, Kansas. Weddings and funerals, that is what we do as a family.
Anyways,
Here is my Sunday. I took a motorcycle ride outside of town. There is nothing like the open road and bugs in your teeth. I always forget to put my shield on. The weather was great and I wanted to get outside and relax. I went up into the hills, where they are starting to build subdivisions. I parked my bike on the last road and started to walk out into the fields. It was great. I felt like I was in the middle of nowhere. I heard animals and that was it. I was out there for a couple hours. I read a new book and did a couple drawings. When I got up to leave I put my earphones on, and saw all of this movement forty years away from me. There was a herd of deer that had been moving my way. Let me tell you, we were both surprised. They were White Tail Deer. It looks like they are pooping a feather. God does have a sense of humor.
Well, not sure I will write until next week. Light a candle or say a prayer this weekend for my Aunt and the rest of the family. Thanks in advance.
1 comment:
I'm so sorry to hear about your uncle, David. I assume you procured your middle name from him? You will be in my thoughts over the weekend. On a happier note, I'm thrilled to read about your teaching experiences -- like you said, you've waited too long for this.
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