Thursday, August 11, 2016

CDP Exch*nge 2016, #2

Everybody good with "short and to the point"?


If this is your first time signing up, you haven't signed up in a while and need to be reminded, or this post doesn't have enough details for you, go here to read the usual post (just remember to use the dates on this post).


If you want to register for this exch*nge, email me the usual information by 9:00p.m. Eastern Time, Friday, August 27th, and I will work on assignments as soon as I get up on Saturday! Please send your package no later than Saturday, September 24th!


Here is the long link to the detailed CDPE post, in case anyone needs it: http://amdoingmybest.blogspot.com/2015/08/crappy-day-pckge-exchnge-2015-3.html

Tuesday, March 15, 2016

I Do Not Approve

I was talking to David the other day about which classes he was interested in taking during high school. He mentioned taking AP Chemistry, and I immediately thought,

"Oh, perfect!    
*pesky brain trying to tell me something* *swat pesky brain away*
I'll call Beloved Friend!  
*pesky brain trying to interrupt my brilliant thought again*
And she can tell him all about......wait."

Grief bomb.
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When I first read this poem, many years ago, I thought it was beautifully written, and I admired the way the author was able to use words, like a musician playing her instrument. I know the same words, much like I know how to play many of the notes on the pages of piano music, but, just as I feel I am always playing only the notes on the page instead of the music, I cannot use my words like this talented writer did.

When I read this poem again recently, there were tears rolling down my cheeks before I finished the first stanza, and I was staggered by the way the author was able to choose the perfect words to describe this experience. I could not find the right words, but THIS! Somebody DID find the words!

Dirge Without Music

I am not resigned to the shutting away of loving hearts in the hard ground.
So it is, and so it will be, for so it has been, time out of mind:
Into the darkness they go, the wise and the lovely. Crowned
With lilies and with laurel they go; but I am not resigned.

Lovers and thinkers, into the earth with you.
Be one with the dull, the indiscriminate dust.
A fragment of what you felt, of what you knew,
A formula, a phrase remains,----but the best is lost.

The answers quick and keen, the honest look, the laughter, the love,---
They are gone. They are gone to feed the roses. Elegant and curled
Is the blossom. Fragrant is the blossom. I know. But I do not approve.
More precious was the light in your eyes than all the roses in the world.

Down, down, down into the darkness of the grave
Gently they go, the beautiful, the tender, the kind;
Quietly they go, the intelligent, the witty, the brave.
I know. But I do not approve. And I am not resigned.

-Edna St. Vincent Millay

When I finished reading (and crying), even though I believe that death is just a part of our journey and does not mark the end of our existence (a belief which, apparently, is not helping me miss those who are gone any less), I wanted to tattoo on my arms, cross-stitch and frame, write on the walls, or go to the top of a mountain or into a forest or the middle of a wide, open field and scream and scream and scream:

I know! BUT I DO NOT APPROVE! AND I! AM! NOT! RESIGNED!

Sunday, January 10, 2016

CDP Exch*nge 2016, #1

Thank you SO MUCH to everyone who has left comments on the Tell Me a Story post! PLEASE, FEEL FREE to keep leaving comments whenever you think of a new story!!
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Everybody good with "short and to the point"?


If this is your first time signing up, you haven't signed up in a while and need to be reminded, or this post doesn't have enough details for you, go here to read the usual post (just remember to use the dates on this post).


If you want to register for this exch*nge, email me the usual information by 9:00p.m. Eastern Time, Friday, January 22nd, and I will work on assignments as soon as I get up on Saturday! Please send your package no later than Saturday, February 20th!

Thursday, January 7, 2016

Tell Me a Story (Updated)

I need your help, Internet. This is a rough week for me, so I'd really appreciate it if you would tell me a story (or two or three or however many you can think of). Tell me about times when you tried to do something kind and thoughtful for someone, and that made their day or turned out to be JUST the thing they didn't even realize they needed. Or you carefully planned the BEST! SURPRISE! EVER! for someone and it turned out PERFECTLY or even better than you'd dared hope. Or when someone did something kind and thoughtful for YOU, and that helped you hang on a little longer or was JUST the thing you needed. If you don't want to post publicly, feel free to email me at stilldoingmybest (at) gmail (dot) com.


Thanks, friends.
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I thought of some fun surprises that I've blogged about!

Click on the "Crappy Day Presents" tab above, scroll down, and there are lots of posts about Crappy Day Packages I've been lucky enough to receive!

A lovely surprise from the internet

The creation of a fun surprise (this was SO! FUN!)
Such a sweet surprise