Famous, Shamous and Winter all over again
I was recently asked by the PR person at my college if I'd like to tape a program for our local PBS station. It was in my area of interest, so of course I said yes! The link has just been posted, so I wanted to document it here (also the blurb about the program).
I've also got some changes brewing and moving forward, but will wait for the actual official word before writing more about it.
Lastly, the weather people are forecasting another 6-7" of snow overnight Weds into Thurs. WHAT?!?! Isn't winter supposed to be nearly over? Can't we just be done with this whole snowy season yet? I saw ROBINS last week. ROBINS-- a sure sign of spring this far north. This is simply unacceptable, Mother Nature. Unacceptable.
This last Sunday we visited a new church in a nearby town. It was nice and obviously a thriving congregation, which was a big change from our previous church which we left after Christmas due to differences in opinion on the direction it was heading (among other things). I felt guilty about abandoning that congregation which so obviously needed us as bodies and which had been so accepting and welcoming toward us. The boys were baptized there, which is a big deal.
So we visited this new church and it was good to have some set-aside time for religion. I don't think it's necessarily the best church for us, but at least we went. The last hymn was one of the ones which was played at my grandfather's funeral and I lost it. It still hurts that he's gone, after all this time. I don't know if it was a sign or something, a way for him to tell me that he's still near and still with me, but I was weeping in a sad yet comforted way.
I wish he was still here. I wish he could have met Jake, that he could have known my boys.
I've also got some changes brewing and moving forward, but will wait for the actual official word before writing more about it.
Lastly, the weather people are forecasting another 6-7" of snow overnight Weds into Thurs. WHAT?!?! Isn't winter supposed to be nearly over? Can't we just be done with this whole snowy season yet? I saw ROBINS last week. ROBINS-- a sure sign of spring this far north. This is simply unacceptable, Mother Nature. Unacceptable.
This last Sunday we visited a new church in a nearby town. It was nice and obviously a thriving congregation, which was a big change from our previous church which we left after Christmas due to differences in opinion on the direction it was heading (among other things). I felt guilty about abandoning that congregation which so obviously needed us as bodies and which had been so accepting and welcoming toward us. The boys were baptized there, which is a big deal.
So we visited this new church and it was good to have some set-aside time for religion. I don't think it's necessarily the best church for us, but at least we went. The last hymn was one of the ones which was played at my grandfather's funeral and I lost it. It still hurts that he's gone, after all this time. I don't know if it was a sign or something, a way for him to tell me that he's still near and still with me, but I was weeping in a sad yet comforted way.
I wish he was still here. I wish he could have met Jake, that he could have known my boys.