Candy and Fresh Snow

My name is Clint and I'm Abby's husband and Clay's, Lydia's, and Henry's dad. Abby has a beautiful insightful blog titled Oh So Well that tracks our family's journey. Along the way, Abby loads up her readers for a ride where we discover her witty language and timely topics. You may want to start with "Confessions of a Candyholic," "Dear Clay," "Determination," and "Open Letter to the Past Year." You will not be disappointed! I can only hope that this blog simply approaches the worthwhileness of hers. Here's her blog: candyandfreshsnow.blogspot.com

Language and Memory

Is language adequate to accurately articulate to another the pulsing knowledge learned from your heart? Why does memory abandon you or trick you into altering the past? Don't you sometimes, to necessitate communication, replace language with music, laughter, or crying out?

These questions were inspired by my reading of Leif Enger's fictional novel Peace Like a River, particularly the chapters titled, "Be Jubilant, My Feet" and "The Curious Music that I Hear." The narrator, Reuben Land, vividly paints his fascinating short visit to heaven with his dad. Despite the amazing description and recollection, Reuben falls short and laments, "What mortal creations are language and memory!"

Thursday, April 16, 2009

"The Biggest Yes"


I thought my co-worker David Clegg was setting me up to watch another person embarrass themselves in front of the world. Given Susan Boyle's homeliness and quirkiness, I was admittedly very cynical and uncomfortable for her and maybe even against her. As she sang, I wondered, "Who is Elaine Paige? Is this performance a gag? Is she lip synching?" So instead of a gyrating rendition of "she bangs, she bangs," I was treated with a most inspiring performance of "I Dreamed a Dream" from Les Miserables. Instantly, I was transformed. She was no longer homely, but beautiful. She touched my heart. She blew a kiss to me!

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