When it pours out like this, it ain't fiction.
She had volunteered to do a huge banner for the front of the church that matched the theme of the cantata. It was a lot of work, I had time to kill and I volunteered to help her. We had a lot of effort to pack into a short period of time. She had decided to do it in watercolour and dimensionalize parts of it with foam and various things. It was an outstanding piece of art.
We agreed to meet up in the church lobby late one afternoon to get the painting well under way. I arrived to find the work laid out and abandoned in the lobby.I definitely did not like the muffled voices I was hearing coming from behind the closed door of Dr. ***'s office.
Because of my upbringing I'm hyer-sensitive to potential conflict. That can be a good and bad thing. I hear conflict when it is not serious. I can't seem to tell the differnence, I have to keep learning. This particular day, Jane's life would depend on my hyper-awareness.
This is a life and death story, literally. It's not too long. Quick reading. Go read.
Monday, June 06, 2005
Bene Diction -- a must read
Posted by Hoots at 7:47 PM
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Thanks for the link.
Yeah, when it pours out like this, it ain't fiction.
I hadn't intended to tell a personal story, you're absolutely correct, it poured.
Blog on! Bene D
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