Loma Linda University Monday Seminar presentation, February 11, 2013. Available on Prezi.
How many days have passed
Since our hands first touched, cautious fingers entwined?
How many steps along this tangled path
That we have made our own?
A journey over steep and jagged mountains,
Fraught with rocky canyons.
Harsh terrain that we surmounted,
Focused only on the endless road ahead.[…] Read more »
I lingered out of reach, hidden deep within myself,
Careful not to share too much, lest I be exposed.
You danced nearby, matched my steps,
Risked yourself, inviting me to trust.
A smile, a laugh, a wink…
Suddenly I was in your arms,[…] Read more »
I strive to manage
All of their emotions
Leaving no space
I always imagine that moving is going to be something akin to a sequence. A series of steps in which boxes are created, transported, and piled up in the new location. Perhaps if one belongs to the economic stratum that can afford to hire professional movers (or is a member of the Armed Forces),[…] Read more »
Moving here has been less than smooth, but in my first week it really went off-script. It started well enough, with our friends Jon and John graciously helping us load the U-Haul late into the night. Jon even came with us the following morning to take a vanload of stuff down and unload said truck.[…] Read more »
Graduation. An event that had been so far off for so long, my dazed mind refused to believe it could actually be happening. And yet, here it was, a weekend of visitors and ceremonies and celebrations swirling around me in a blur of regalia and purple orchid leis. As with everything else in this eight-year adventure,[…] Read more »