We voted!

Holding My Breath on Voting Day

There are a lot of reasons voting matters. Think of your own. What do you fear? What do you hope for? Today, my fears and my hopes have so taken hold of me, I feel like I’m holding my breath, like I’m waiting to exhale. I’m watching social media to see people calling friends and strangers to remind them to vote. I see so many ‘I Voted’ stickers. They are like little lighthouses along a coastline I hope is approachable by tomorrow morning. In my neighborhood, this morning, when I went to vote, the volunteers were all smiling. Most were…

Something you can do for Orlando

“I’m afraid.” My friend texted me Sunday morning. “I want to be full of anger, but honestly, I’m more afraid than anything. I hope all your peeps are ok. Sending you love.” Then Instagram and Facebook and then the news and suddenly I was one of millions shocked, sad, confused and more scared than I had been before I fell asleep. The attack on the gay community of Pulse in Orlando was running through our country, making it’s way through us while we woke up. Then a little guilt. I’m one of millions feeling shocked and sad and angry and…

What I learned from my high school drum line director

I just fell down a rabbit hole on my high school Drumline Director’s Facebook page. Jeffery Scott Dudley is leaving Belton High School after more than twenty years of teaching kids to play music. Right now he’s the Director of Bands at BHS, but when I met him in the summer of 1995, he was a teacher I’d never heard of who asked me at band tryouts to clap to the beat. I clapped; he smiled. He put me on his list of students who could keep rhythm, a kid with drumming potential. I was 10. I felt discovered. That…

texas is too hot

The trees have given up. Really, it’s too hot. They’re over it. It’s seems like our grass here in Central Texas just won’t grow. The trees can’t take the heat. This branch from a cedar elm was shed in desperation, if trees can experience such a thing. Over 40 days with temperatures on or above 100˚F (40˚C). I have long since melted. I arrived home to find that over half of my family’s trees have died from oak wilt, and now branches are falling. That feels sad; it feels like something I want to complain about. Then I see something…

whirlwind trappings

Yes, I am still in a whirlwind, but I am embracing the crazy ride I’m on. I can already tell you that my 2011 is a wild, wild wave.  I am currently doing a lot of looking in, doing a lot of personal writing. I can’t say how long the void of posts will last; I can tell you that this introspective writing is so good for me right now. As I tend to do in blog-lulls, I offer some other more interesting places to check out on the web for now.  This round-up includes so many things that are…