Sister Tact
Tonight, after I put Eli’s pj’s on him, I wanted to put on my own. So I asked Eva to read him a story while I went to change. He’s been really fond of Good Night, Gorilla lately so I gave her that one. While I was in the other room, I heard her reading it to him very sweetly and energetically. Then it was Eli’s turn to “read” the story to Eva.
Soon, Eva poked her head into our bedroom. She cupped her hands around her mouth and said very quietly, “He can’t read.”
At least she didn’t shatter his illusions!
Thanks for being sweet, you two. It was a good Friday.
About This Blog
In Thornton Wilder’s play Our Town, the central character dies an early death. Emily is given the chance to revisit a day of her life and is advised by those in the afterlife to pick an ordinary day, warning her that she might be overcome otherwise. Still, Emily is overwhelmed with emotion as she recognizes how wonderful the everyday details of her existence were. Her daily routine takes on new significance now that it is gone. Through her tears, she asks:
Do any human beings ever realize life while they live it– every, every minute?
With this blog, I am trying to fully “realize” my life by documenting the things that I love. I want to appreciate and examine my past and present, as well as plan actively for the future.
I hope to accentuate the positive in my life and in the world around me, with the hope that by focusing on the positive, I will draw more positive elements into my life. Or, at least, realize all of the blessings that I do have.
Bob, the author of this blog, is a 33 year old husband, father, son, teacher, Christian, and liberal.
