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June 20th, 2008 by rusvw

Solstice Thoughts: Footsteps in History Aren’t Made Sitting Down

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My friend Michelle blogged about a young girl who lost her battle with cystic fibrosis last week, and I was drawn to her caringbridge site for so many different reasons. As a teacher, I’ve lost too many kids to tragedies–some in their control (drugs, car accidents) and some not (murder, cancer, cystic fibrosis). So when I see a courageous child fighting a horrible illness like cystic fibrosis and rallying an ever-expanding community of friends and family to believe in love and life and all that is good, I can’t help but join that community, join that rally, and pray for that child and her family.Haley Palmer is that young girl who died last week, but her community continues to celebrate her life and the lessons she taught all of us. Her memorial service was yesterday, and the Oklahoma city of Owasso was painted in pink–Haley’s favorite color–as a show of support in all that she believed in. A news report that aired last night featured Haley’s two younger sisters, who talked about her favorite quote:”Footsteps in history aren’t made sitting down.”

I did not know this young, courageous girl, but here in Baltimore, as I get ready for a busy but fun-filled day with my children, I take strength from Haley’s favorite quote.

Today, at 7:59 p.m. EST, marks the beginning of summer solstice, which literally translates to Standing-Still-Sun. It is the longest day of the year and the shortest night. Beginning tomorrow, the days will begin to get shorter and shorter until we reach winter solstice, on December 21, where the sun stands still once again.This is the earliest that summer solstice has occurred in 112 years–or since 1896. In my opinion, it’s the perfect occasion to mark the significance of Haley’s words.In mourning, we pause to reflect, to remember, to celebrate the life of a friend or loved one who has passed away. Our worlds stop, or stand-still, during this time, and we shift our priorities to embrace what we believe to be most important in life.

Thousands of years ago, individuals used to do the same thing during the solstice, where they would stop and take stock of the things they may have taken for granted or neglected. This is especially true during winter solstice, when in BCE times, individuals believed that the Gods were so angry with them that they decided to take away their sun. It wasn’t until a few days after winter solstice (around the 25th of December) that they realized that light was returning (the days were getting noticeably longer), and the celebration began that, once again, the Gods forgave them for all that they had neglected and taken for granted.

So maybe today–tonight especially–is the right time for us to take Haley’s words to heart. As the sun-stands-still at 7:59 p.m., maybe we can make those personal resolutions to get up and resume making our footsteps in history.

It doesn’t matter how you do it. A call to a nephew, a visit with Dad, even a return to a memoir piece you started years ago. Whatever it is, get up. Don’t let the sun go down on you. Take some steps. Make some history.

LIVE. LOVE. GROW.

(picture taken at Loch Raven Reservoir, 6/19/08, as my children fed bread to the Canadian geese)

December 10th, 2007 by rusvw

The Significance of the Tree

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When we moved last May, we debated about whether to bring our old tree with us. We bought it back in 2000 because we had a National Lampoon experience seeking out the perfect live tree. Three bad evergreens later (all resting outside our living room window, thank you very much), we decided to go artificial.

At that time in our lives, nothing could have been better or more convenient for us. The townhouse we were living in could handle few variables like the risk of a new tree every year, and with two more kids to come along in the next four years, we relied heavily on the structure and reliability of breaking out the box, building the bush, and plugging it in.

Voila. Instant Kristmas.

So when we moved to a much bigger home, we thought it might be time to say goodbye to ol’ greenie and go live. For some reason, we decided against it and brought the big lug with us.

We’re now glad we did.

Ol’ Greenie is now the kids’ tree in the family room, which they had a blast decorating. In the more formal living room, we put up a second, live tree. We bought brand new glass ornaments, garland, and ribbon for the tree, and without even realizing it, we were building a memorial to our mothers, both of whom passed away in 2007–five weeks apart from each other.

The last two ornaments we put up were the ones we picked out for our respective mothers. Amy picked an antiqued owl, and I selected the angel holding a star. In the beginning, I thought nothing of it, but when I approached the tree to hang up the hand-carved angel, I was overwhelmed with sadness. Suddenly there was a new significance to this live tree that was now in our living room. Yes, it embodied the spirit of Christmas and gave all of us a cause to pause and reflect, if but for a moment, every time we passed through the room. But now there was something more.

We had made it personal. We had made it mean something deeper than what we had been used to.

Simply put, when we shared our love with the tree that embodied the spirit of Christmas, it gave something back. Like the magic in Frosty’s ol’ hat, the magical feeling these two ornaments brought to the room is indescribable.

And that’s ok.

The picture at the head of this entry is Mom’s angel. I take great strength from this. Most of all, I take love to give love, and right now, I feel as if I have a limitless supply.

December 4th, 2006 by rusvw

Christmas Q & A

Michelle answered these questions a few days ago, and so I thought I’d give ‘em a go as well. I need to warm up, anyway, for Carl’s G.I.F.T. Challenge!

1. Egg Nog or Hot Chocolate? Funny, but my default response was to answer in Latte mode (how sad is that?). So…I think I’ll modify my answer–but only slightly. I like Egg Nog straight up, but not in the latte format, and in very small doses. Hot Chocolate, however, when prepared with milk and tons of marshmallows and drizzled with caramel, is my absolute fave.

2. Does Santa wrap presents or just sit them under the tree? What? Santa doesn’t wrap the presents for everyone? Is there something that somebody is not telling me?

3. Colored lights on tree/house or white? The tree is adorned with red and white lights (we’re having a fit right now that the white lights are on a white string–what were they thinking?). Outside, anything goes. We have white. We have red. We have green. We have blinkies. We have lights, Lights LIGHTS!!!!

4. Do you hang mistletoe? There are random mistletoe sightings throughout our house, but kisses are never contingent upon the placement of interior shrubbery.

5. When do you put your decorations up? We begin the day after Thanksgiving, but it usually takes us a week to get the tree up and the lights plugged in. Once those two things happen, there’s no holding us back through New Year’s Day.

6. What is your favorite holiday dish, excluding dessert? My wife makes a killer Autumn Pudding. I know, I know; it sounds like a dessert, but it is really a phenomenal sweet potato creation that sends its consumer into the next stratosphere with unrelenting delight… Yum!

7. Favorite holiday memory as a child? Without a doubt, it is waking up very, very early with my sister on Christmas morning, and the two of us shaking gifts for hours before our parents woke up (or before we woke them up…). Now, being a dad myself, I have to think that my parents always knew that we were up, and they were just clinging to as much peace and quiet as they could until we rocked them out of bed…

8. When and how did you learn the truth about Santa? Truth? Oh–Um, it was actually an indirect discovery. A week before Easter, I was cutting wood with my dad, and I said to him, “Dad, there’s no such thing as the Easter bunny, is there?” He answered, and I realized it was an across-the-board type of coming-of-age, loss-of innocence realization. I then excused myself and told my dad I needed a moment to be alone. I cried a little, then shook it off, and continued chopping wood (a little more aggressively, I daresay). I wasn’t happy at all.

9. Do you open a gift on Christmas Eve? We usually open a gift or two from relatives whom we won’t be with during the holidays…but no other gifts find their way under the tree until after Santa visits…(of course! Duh!).

10. How do you decorate your Christmas Tree? Over the years, our tree has become a collection of the kids’ homemade crafts blending nicely with a few family ornaments that Amy and I have inherited. We drizzle it with silver beads, but no tinsel (no need to tie our kitties’ intestines into shimmery knots…).

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12. Can you ice skate? I thought you’d never ask. My wife introduced me to skating when we first met 13 years ago. I gravitated toward hockey skates, which I became pretty proficient with on the ice. But then we got this cute idea that we could dance on the ice together, and so I switched over to figure skates, where I immediately gravitated toward the ice, time and time again (toepick!). Ah, the lovely memories my soon-to-be wife and I spent on the couch nursing our broken ribs…. :)