The Earthy Smell of Life

Dear Reader:

New House Going Up Next to REST IN PEACE… not so restful!

Since I have been on a chemo regime for so long I have pretty much lost most of my taste buds and olfactory smell senses. But have no fear… I keep eating and have learned that memory senses help me project past scents …that I can still recall from my childhood or youth.

Growing Older Like the Rest of Us

It is not as good as tasting favorite food items, once upon a time, but memory is God’s gift to us in tricking our taste buds as needed.

The same goes for scents… I don’t smell much of anything ( that can be a gift or a curse) normally …but yesterday was an exception!

KA came over and we were shouting over the construction work -especially the landscaping next door. Maybe it was because I was staring at the tractor scrapers churning up the soil on a Winnie the Pooh blustery day but suddenly the wind brought that rich earthy smell of soil right up to where I was sitting… and it was glorious! The first real smell in a long time… I was so excited!!!

Immediately I felt an instant connection to Mother Earth… the ” Good Earth.” Isn’t it wonderful to experience the magic and mystery of simply being alive… dust to dust!

So until tomorrow…

The Earth IS ALL WE HAVE IN COMMON

Today is my favorite day… Winnie the Pooh

Update on Ben… didn’t get in a floor room until early afternoon yesterday at MUSC…and was awaiting MRL scan. So still in waiting for results and future plans but he is talking and aware of his surroundings. Hopefully will know more tomorrow. I plan to meet him back at Wellmore to help him reacclimatize as soon as we find out when .

Look at this beautiful but eerie moon last night! ( Don’t know what that green spot is… imagination can go wild! )
You never know what you will find in the marsh… a mystery!

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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