"Draw the lines, Woman! You gotta connect the dots!"
(Overheard during math, from an exasperated fourth grade boy to a confused fourth grade girl.)
Continuing to make connections between the old fabrics of "Iowa". I can see that the possibilities are endless, and that I will have to make myself stop, or make it a belated birthday gift. (I'm known for that.)
A big thank you to all who have come by recently. Your thoughts and sharings lightened the weight of it all, as did seeing that boy's smiling face this morning, while he worked at his math again. I love the ways we can all hold each other. It's very swell.
P.S. I used the word "swell" with a group today. They didn't know what it meant. "It's like 'terrific'." Still, they had no idea what I was talking about. "It's like 'great'."
"Oh! Swell is like 'dope'!"
I just looked it up. It means cool or awesome, who knew? We are all finding our way through this dot-to-dot life together.
