Prattle

i’ve been busy lately studying for the GRE and trying to figure out a way I can get some extra time on the test without paying for a full Learning Disabilities evaluation. I might have found it.

My first pass through and review of the GRE math material is completed. On to attacking GRE vocabulary (see title). i started making my very own word searches through Discovery’s website. </me a geek>

The pool was fun today and kiddo can actually swim a few yards by herself in water over her head!

chaotic notes

Loving this poem: thanks Daisy and Irene for pointing this out to me!

Your children are not your children.
They are the sons and daughters of Life’s longing for itself.
They come through you but not from you,
And though they are with you, yet they belong not to you.
You may give them your love but not your thoughts.
For they have their own thoughts.
You may house their bodies but not their souls,
For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow, which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams.
You may strive to be like them, but seek not to make them like you.
For life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday.
You are the bows from which your children as living arrows are sent forth.
The archer sees the mark upon the path of the infinite, and He bends you with His might that His arrows may go swift and far.
Let your bending in the archer’s hand be for gladness;
For even as he loves the arrow that flies, so He loves also the bow that is stable.

~~~~~~~

My Grandfather’s Blessings by Rachel Naomi Remen

from Belonging p197

True service is not a relationship between expert and problem; it is far more genuine than that. It is a relationship between people who bring the full resources of their combined humanity to the table and share them generously. Service goes beyond expertise. Service is another way of life.

Should I live to be very old, I expect that I will not remember the times when I was ‘cool’ but will be warmed only by the times I cared passionately, risked everything to make a difference, and knew who I was.

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