If grief is the price of love, then falls, ” little ” c,” doctor’s appointments, surgical procedures, and rehab must be the price for longevity!
And guess what? As we Ya Ya’s once again convene at Edisto … all those medical ” interruptions” are just that… interruptions but not endings! Life is good and all of us are willing to to do what is necessary to be present and accounted for twice a year!
… And if you are lucky enough to have a birthday in the fall… with Ya Ya friends… you keep partying into continuum and beyond!
Getting ready to party!
So until tomorrow…On the tag of my ” Life is Good” t-shirt is labeled – Do What You Love – Love What You Do! And being together is what we love. Friendship, conversation. stories, and especially memories ( along with cool fall breezes , long cool drinks, delicious food, ocean views, sand between the toes and all is right with the world. Best medicine EVER!
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.”