Home is calling

Dear Reader:

I am finally heading home today- I will be so relieved when I pull in my driveway- safe and sound!

What an adventure it has been and as Helen Keller once said ” Life is either an adventure or it is nothing at all.”

My relief hierarchy includes several items.

*Car gets me home ( story behind this comment- share later)

Heat still working on both sides of house

No pipes broken/ no plumbing problems

Un- decorating the Christmas Tree

Throwing the tree out

Taking down the wreaths and table decorations

Going to the store!

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Whew! Tuesday is going to be a long day! And I will miss all the family- it will take some time to acclimate again – but I will and life will go on!

Please realize that creating a blog on an IPhone is quite challenging- so if I have not responded lately I hope to get back in the groove with my old trusty desk computer! I have missed ” Oldie Goldie!”

So until tomorrow…There’s no place like home.

“Today is my favorite day.” Winnie the Pooh

I sent Brooke both these pictures and said the girls are already taking charge – hands and mouth in motion. Big brothers don’ t stand a chance talking anymore- ” Chatty Cathie’s.”

Whew! I am

About Becky Dingle

I was born a Tarheel but ended up a Sandlapper. My grandparents were cotton farmers in Laurens, South Carolina and it was in my grandmother’s house that my love of storytelling began beside an old Franklin stove. When I graduated from Laurens High School, I attended Erskine College (Due West of what?) and would later get my Masters Degree in Education/Social Studies from Charleston Southern. I am presently an adjunct professor/clinical supervisor at CSU and have also taught at the College of Charleston. For 28 years I taught Social Studies through storytelling. My philosophy matched Rudyard Kipling’s quote: “If history were taught in the form of stories, it would never be forgotten.” Today I still spread this message through workshops and presentations throughout the state. The secret of success in teaching social studies is always in the story. I want to keep learning and being surprised by life…it is the greatest teacher. Like Kermit said, “When you’re green you grow, when you’re ripe you rot.”
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4 Responses to Home is calling

  1. Gin'g Edwards says:

    Becky…I misunderstood and thought you were comimg home yesterday …I left lasagna abd bread on your door…so sorry.

    • Becky Dingle says:

      No problem…thought I was coming home but kept Eva Cate for Mandy Monday and by the time she and John got home the traffic would have been terrible…plus when I started my car for the first time…it started smoking…turned out to be okay but we first thought a hose had burst….so checked it out and finally left about 10:00 this morning….saw the food when I returned and it is delicious…had a piece of lasagna for lunch and going to finish it for supper! No harm done at all overnight. Too sweet…what a great way to come home! Thank you!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

  2. Honey Burrell says:

    Glad you are home. I know you made memories that will last forever. Precious family! Love the pics of the baby and all the others. First day above freezing since 26th. Finally able to get back to clay. So I’m happy! Love you and take care😄

    • Becky Dingle says:

      I just got home in time to pull a surcie out of my mailbox…I love the book…besides helpful and funny ways to stay young…just glancing through it…I see great little anecdotes too.

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