Open links in secondary window

Ramblings from a Southern liberal, Boomer, single parent, grandmother, reunited birthmother, cancer survivor, pop-culture observer, retired teacher

Most dramatic lymphoma posts are from June 2002 - February 2003 archives.

Email Joy Durham at

Welcome! Please sign my guest map or guest book. And Comment!!

[my collaborative other blog] MUTUAL ADMIRATION BLOG

[Adoption Blogs & Books]
Adoption Search Blog
First Parents
The Same Smile
The Daily Bastardette
The Guide to Search and Reunion
My Reunion with Kathy

My Family and Friends

Sign In - Plant a Flag!

Free Guestmap from Free Guestmap from

View My Guestbook
Sign My Guestbook


moon info

My Amazon Wish List
[For anyone who wants to buy me a gift or discuss what we like.]

[ Reading & Entertainment ]

Blogroll Me!

Cost of the War in Iraq
(JavaScript Error)

<< current

The Waking

I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow.
I feel my fate in what I cannot fear.
I learn by going where I cannot go.

We think by feeling. What is there to know?
I hear my being dance from ear to ear.
I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow.

Of those so close beside me, which are you?
God bless the Ground! I shall walk softly there,
And learn by going where I have to go.

Light takes the Tree, but who can tell us how?
The lowly worm climbs up a winding stair;
I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow.

Great Nature has another thing to do
To you and me; so take the lively air,
And, lovely, learn by going where to go.

This shaking keeps me steady. I should know.
What falls away is always. And is near.
I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow.
I learn by going where I have to go.

--Theodore Roethke


Joy's Updates - Straight from the Horse's Mouth.
Monday, July 10, 2006  
Parrot Boy

Brendan has the same freakish memory that his mother has for songs lyrics, stories, and all kinds of things. Melissa also knows all the plants of the world, how to draw them, and their scientific and regular names, along with all the other information she's ever learned. It's amazing. You don't want to play trivia games against her, especially when she and Brian are partners as they usually are. (even though Sally and I have beaten them because of the luck of our questions hahahaha!)

In our family quite a bit of our conversation consists of inside jokes and references to movies, songs, books, TV shows, and whatever strikes our fancy. We're an odd group but friendly and often entertaining (at least to each other and ourselves).

When I was keeping Brendan a couple of weeks ago, we were at Mother's sitting in the den. Mother and I were talking, and Brendan was in a chair across the room listening. In an effort to join the conversation, he looked at us solemnly and expounded, "My name is David Kidney. I have a Master's in Russian literature and a PhD in biochemistry. For the last 18 months I've been deworming orphans in Somalia. What about you?" Well, Mother and I looked at each other and were agog (don't often use that word but it applies here). I told her he'd heard it somewhere, but I wasn't sure where. Then I asked him to repeat it, and he did verbatim.

Later when we were at my house, he said, "Exercise causes endorkins. Endorkins make you happy. Happy people just don't shoot their husbands." I answered, "No, they don't" and wondered where that came from, too. I like "endorkins" and think I'll start using it. Good word. I googled key words from both and found out where. Do you know? Both are from the same movie. That's the only hint you get now. I'd seen the movie a few times because, like Melissa, I really like it but don't have it memorized like they do. Any guesses? No fair googling until some people have guessed!

3:39:00 PM

is powered by Blogger.
Weblog Commenting by