I saw pictures from the band banquet posted last night and I think, hard to believe that what I wrote here was just last year. What busy times for seniors. I reflect, too, on life being cut short as I think of the two seniors killed Friday night and a greeter at Sharon Regional hospital randomly stabbed yesterday by a released patient wanting narcotics in the ER. She is still in critical condition. Writing is a journal. Ted Dekker in a radio interview likened his books to journals. You can't help but be influenced by life around you when you write.:
You blog readers are my first love. I feel I need to blog first. I
got behind in my novel writing this week end. Busy, yes, but distracted
is more like it. Mary Ellen had an incredibly busy weekend. At the
school from eight in the morning till band inspection at four thirty.
Off to Edinboro University for the first play off game. Home at eleven
Sunday seemed almost as long. Church at nine am for
Christmas play practice, then stayed for second service. Home for a few,
then to the school, again for inspection for the Veteran's Day parade.
Home again in time to take a shower for the band banquet that night.
She read the poem beautifully with her friend Carly for their freshman
year in band.
I love the band. I wasn't in band when I was in high
school. But these kids learn endurance as the football team continues
on through our District play offs. Saturday again. This week at one
o'clock they travel in the five yellow buses(just for the band) to
Slippery Rock University, then our city's Light Up Night parade in the
Oh, and this week is senior class play. Mary Ellen is at
the school from seven thirty this morning to nine thirty this evening.
This month fills with busyness. I think she and I thrive on it. I know I
did in high school.
We put The Miracle Worker on the fall
of our senior year. We had our class trip to Washington, D.C. the early
part of November. I remember being very exhausted, eating a lot of Dairy
Queen meals, as that was our only fast food in W. Middlesex, feeling
very behind in my studies and wondering how long is senior year?
has flown this year for sure. As Mellie read those words about her
freshman year and the other years were reviewed, I could hardly believe
four years had passed. At the same time, last year seems like another