Sahkanaga is coming home and will be playing in Chattanooga five times a day October 12th through 18th at the Majestic downtown. This is the film that John Summerour wrote and directed and produced. Lots of people and organizations from this community and many others helped in seemingly endless ways to bring this movie to fruition. … Continue reading Movie making
Month: September 2012
Waiting
"Waiting" is an appropriate title this time, don't you think? I've not posted in almost two weeks. So "waiting" seems apt. That's what I've been doing. Waiting. Our society isn't much for waiting. We of drive-through fast food. We of the time-is-money attitude. We of no time to wait for anything anywhere. We're people of … Continue reading Waiting
Pain of healing = pain of wounding?
The pain I've been experiencing lately is making me ponder. Do you think the pain involved in healing a wound is the same as that of receiving the wound? I've been having pain all over my radiation area. Shooting pains, just like when the radiation began. Friday at my appointment, I asked my medical oncologist (the … Continue reading Pain of healing = pain of wounding?
Aspire to aspiration
As many of you know, I went for my first post-breast-cancer-treatment mammogram yesterday. I was anxious on Sunday afternoon, but that feeling subsided as evening came on, and I actually slept well. Since I've had several mammograms, I know the drill. But I was worried about the soreness and tenderness I've been experiencing. And about … Continue reading Aspire to aspiration
Broken
This weekend, I feel broken. When I think on the last year, I know I am broken. I am not who I was last August. My upcoming mammogram tomorrow along with the reminders of this season are all making me reflect on this past year. What I feel now is brokenness. When I look in … Continue reading Broken
Another Savannah trek
How many times in my life have I driven to Savannah and/or Effingham County? Well over a hundred. Maybe two hundred. And here I am again, surrounded by live oak trees and Spanish moss, palmetto trees, and air so full of humidity that if it were a towel you could wring out … Continue reading Another Savannah trek
eddies and currents 