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The first comment from Louis said it best. “Thanks.”
This I find deeply troubling:
“…a hyperlink to a past self who rebuffs my deflated disbelieving present self”.
Giving care in all things is growing into a primary goal for me in all that I do. I care that you feel this way – deflated, disbelieving. I am sad to read that. I do hope that speaking through your blog voice and finding who is here – caring and ready to listen – will restore a small measure of faith…enough to be uplifting to you.
So that you will speak again. Soon.
We are here.
Thanks Gardner for remembering Taddesse and for remembering those wonderful days when we were all colleagues on a common journey of discovering what teaching could be. Taddesse knew then better than most of us know even now a decade later.
Like the metaphorical glass, the blog is always partly full. In its own inexplicable serendipitous way, the music in the blog spheres resonate when least expected.
Ecstatic to see the flicker in the feed reader.
[…] need to figure out how to relight my own candle without burning everything […]
Interesting that I found this after I returned to blogging (personal blogging, not work blogging) myself just this morning after a year and a half of not blogging on this particular blog… Like you – moments have been shared instantly instead of written about and celebrated with words. A candle, indeed.
Beautifully spoken. Thanks for putting into words what I have been struggling with in my own blog and my own absence of writing. I too shall return to capture those moments and leave my own legacy in the form of a candle in the window. Thank you.
Thank you, Gardner, for reminding me as well. I wait too long to post to my blog, as though I raise the stakes each time and have to be more profound, more clever, and if I’m not, I don’t write. But I should write. Cathy writes.
Splendid thoughts for the new year, Gardner. (And keep blogging)