Tagged: beinglizardek

30
Sep
2009

KEEP YOUR ARMS & LEGS INSIDE THE RIDE

Holy crap, it’s the last day of September! I am boggled by another year bending to the end again. If I look over my shoulder I can see April, the April that WAS, just disappearing out of the corner of my eye. It was spring just a minute ago, wasn’t it? Consolation: it will be spring again in a sec. Just wait. This morning there was a silver skin of ice on the windows of the car. The sun isn’t far enough up to break over the roofs of the houses that keep the car in shadow so I had...

07
Aug
2009

SPEEDING UP

Each time I think maybe there isn’t anything more to write about, the sky is the blue that it was today and I realize all over again that one can never have enough of it. If the sky is a wonder and a joy each time it’s that blue, that cloudless, endless blue, then why not everything? Even the things I’ve written about before suddenly strike me as relevant, as fresh, as interesting they did the first time. This time we twist them, we come at them from another angle. We open them up, unfold them like a flower, and...

27
Jul
2009

WALKING, WATCHING, WINDING DOWN

Walking with a large dog tugging at the end of your arm is quite different from the easy-sway, arm-swinging stride you normally produce. We are dog-sitting Max, the border collie that lives next door, for 2.5 days while his family is on a mini-vacation. We know that having a dog around the house makes the dog-longing worse, but none of us can resist any chance that comes up, far and few between as they are. Max apparently walks much the same round that I usually do, as he was ahead of me the whole time and never missed a beat...

19
Jul
2009

WHAT’S BEEN GOING ON

It’s been really cool and still in the evenings this past week, with clearly defined clouds in the sky and amazing sunsets, regardless of the temperature or weather during the day. Swallows are flying high above the village, darting like maniacs in loop-de-loops and I’m already seeing geese and hearing swans winging by overhead on their migratory airpaths. Even though it is the middle of summer, it feels like the arc is descending, partly, I’m sure, because I’m back at work. For the first time in the 12 years of existence of the AWC Malmö, we had to cancel the...

03
Jun
2009

FRUSTRATIONS & FRAGMENTARY FEELINGS

I get so aggravated by being slowed up when I’m working fast. Especially by things outside of my control like a constantly crashing computer. I want to be able to move quickly and do quickly and think quickly, preferably at several things at once and not being able to do it smoothly makes me crazy. I can do quick so well when things go smoothly. Something else that drives me crazy is having to do things over or make revisions to something I’ve already finished because someone else changes their mind or misses something or forgets something. It’s human nature,...

29
May
2009

DRAINED

All week I’ve been dreading attending the funeral of my friend, Carol. How do you reconcile the death of someone your own age when there is so much still to DO, so much planned, so many years of experience still to come? When you know that person didn’t want to go, wasn’t ready to go, and went in such a blindingly fast and unjust way? Maybe no one is ever REALLY ready to go, but I suspect that when you’re 90 it’s easier to accept than when you’re half that. The weather today was changeable. It kept changing. It rained...

06
May
2009

HOPE & HURTING

There’s always hope, right? In the bottom corner of the box, it sits and waits for you and springs up, as glad to see you as you are to see it, when you finally dare to lift the lid one more time. The hospital visit this evening went much better than I was prepared for and I feel so overwhelmingly grateful that maybe, maybe, hopefully, even if things aren’t looking up, they are at least looking a bit better for my friend who had been so steadily going downhill so fast this past week. It’s hard to feel anything but...

24
Apr
2009

SENIOR HIGH

OMG! I bet you thought I was never going to get my diploma! Where the hell was I? Aaaah, yes, moving from Belgium to Germany! Back when we moved to Germany, there were US military bases everywhere, all over the freaking country. Berlin still had its wall, after all. There were so many other DoDDS (Department of Defense Dependents Schools) that our sports teams didn’t even have to play against any German schools, ever. My dad was stationed at Ramstein AFB, but we lived in Landstuhl which was where the military hospital and Army post were, and we went to...

18
Apr
2009

JUNIOR HIGH

The summer before my 7th grade year, we moved overseas to Belgium. I didn’t even know where Belgium was on a map beforehand. My dad was stationed at a tiny little Air Force base named Kleine Brogel (strangely, I can’t find a translation for Brogel online…any of my Dutch LJ friends able to help?). We didn’t live in base housing, instead my parents chose to rent a house on the outskirts of a little farm village called Overpelt which was a few miles away, but we spent nearly a month of the summer before we found the house living in...

16
Apr
2009

NEARLY SEPARATED AT BIRTH?

I know the picture of Melissa Then is black-and-white which wasn’t the best choice for comparison, perhaps, but it was actually the best one I could find, and the one where you can really see the resemblance. She was 9 years old when she first starred in Little House on the Prairie and I was 9 years old in the picture below. She was born the same year as I was, only 3 months before me. We had the same color hair, freckles, brown eyes, and big front teeth: Melissa Then Lizardek Then

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