“You’ve Don’t Know What You’ve Got…Til’ it’s Gone”

Dear Reader:

“Blessings from heaven” probably means different things to different people but for all of us, in the lowcountry, it means rain…and yesterday we got it! A nice, slow, steady rain…the kind we have been praying for over the past several weeks…months. The sound of rain…is there anything more wonderful?

Originally Joni Mitchell, then later the Counting Crows all sang  the lyrics from “Big Yellow Taxi”….”Don’t it always seem to go… That you don’t know what you’ve got Till it’s gone… They paved paradise And put up a parking lot.” 

Yesterday it was the rain that we had missed so desperately… forgetting what we had until it no longer rained again.  A few big drops fell on Rutledge and me in the park near his house…and we both danced the rain dance in happiness. By the time I got back home to Summerville it hadn’t started raining yet…but it was dark and overcast…I was so tired. Rutledge slept with me Monday night…laterally. What is it about small children and lateral sleeping?…They must like to play criss-cross applesauce in their sleep.

But how could I turn down Rutledge’s request…seriously…how many more times will Rutledge want to sleep his ole’ Boo…the days and nights are numbered.

All Rutledge wanted for his kindergarten graduation was for me to bring his dad’s old football trophies, letter jackets, football jerseys, scrapbooks, etc. I surprised him by getting Beth LaPrad to make him a Green Wave youth jersey (just for him) that matched his dad’s jersey when he played high school football.

It was too cute…I don’t know who was more excited…Walsh or Rutledge?

I told Walsh when Rutledge put on his Summerville jacket and Walsh’s Shrine Bowl jacket…that one day we will look back at these pictures of the jackets coming down below his knees and instead see a man with a jacket coming to the waist.


Memories…for special occasions…more important than any toy or expensive gift…Rutledge loves family history…and it is just a matter of time before he, too, will pass it down to his son or daughter.



Honey sent Eloise a precious bikini…I sent her a picture and let her know that Eloise got it just in the nick of time…it a tight fit…pretty snug…with the old stomach hanging out…welcome to a girl’s world Eloise…the dread of trying on swim suits.

The family was there to support Rutledge for his kindergarten graduation…he is now a big first-grader with his sixth birthday coming up on June 18. Congratulations Rutledge! So proud of you!

I gave Lachlan a shark pair of swim goggles and a water kick board for finishing his next pre-school grade level…he liked the goggles to much he wore them for Rutledge’s graduation.

So until tomorrow….Thank you Father for all Your blessings from heaven…rain, family, and memories.

“Today is my favorite day” Winnie the Pooh


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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2 Responses to “You’ve Don’t Know What You’ve Got…Til’ it’s Gone”

  1. bcparkison says:

    Another geranium? Yea! I am sitting here waiting for much needed rain too. It is so hard to remember being so wet earlier and now being so dry. The sprinkle of the hose a day or two ago is long gone.
    These grands are growing up so fast. Anna will be going to 1st grade next year along with her sisters ,2nd and new to K4. GT will be 4th grade and grand in GA. will be K5.Goodness…where does time go.It is getting harder to keep up.They say grands keep us young…I’m counting on that since I got into grandhood kinda late.


    • Becky Dingle says:

      Believe me…I got into this grandmother gig rather late too…not for my lack of trying and begging…but first I had to be a granddog grandmother…it seems like the trend now is to practice with dogs for several years before the humans appear….which is fine with the parents but it plays havoc with the grandparents’ time-line! 🙂 The plant is a yellow mum…imagine now…waiting to bloom?

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