I see I have been away for a long time. Yet, as I open my paper journal, held together by the backbone of it's spirals, loose papers fall out on my lap. I've been sick and it hasn't been a healthy week for me.
As I prepare to create my presentation for an upcoming conference, I find myself distracted once again with what I've written in ink in my most prized journal that lies between the somewhat tattered hard cardboard cover of my notebook that I've carried around for over a year now. The notebook was inspired by Dan Pinks work "A Whole New Mind" as I call it my "design notebook". It's my book full of blog posts than never got written.
The loose paper that fell out of my journal? I quote my entry....
Journal Entry for 6/30/2007
I sigh - thinking with the emotion of life, death, family, friends, and community. You have all of these components in the death of a loved one.
Roland's house was just like what Irene would have so loved. Putting on a celebration of family - for family. The stories are fading away with the loved ones who's voice is now gone. We relish in the ones that are left.
I have wonderful stories - but sometimes our stories aren't significant after hearing stories of another side of humanness. We struggle trying to figure out the complexities of the human brain with the how and why questions.
Strength comes from having faith. We have to believe in a higher power within our very selves in order to overcome emotional bankruptcy.
