Nobody ever believes me when I confess that when I was younger, I was painfully shy. I wanted to hide if anyone looked my direction, much less spoke to me and expected a reply. I preferred to blend into the crowd and watch from the sidelines. I’m not sure when that all changed, but I …
I’m Listening
If you were to speak to me and I didn’t respond, depending on how well you know me, you’d either be worried or offended. If you know my penchant for offering individual, undivided attention, then you may wait patiently to be heard. You might repeat your request if you needed my help or attention urgently, …
Light
Each of our three children made a trip to Camp Saint Christopher on Seabrook Island for the Barrier Island program during 5th grade. My husband and I took turns chaperoning these trips; he with our two boys and I with our girl. Many things stand out in my memory about my year, but the Nighttime …
Invisible
When my youngest was in middle school, he played the double bass in orchestra. He grew five inches over summer, so he was given a 3/4 bass in place of his 1/2 size. The case was soft-side and only used when we traveled to concerts so it lived in the spare bedroom most of the …
A Fitting Reply 