Piecing Together Our Puzzle of Life

Dear Reader:

One of the delights of convening bi-annually with friends who “knew us when” is that we can help each other fill in the missing pieces of each of our life puzzles.

We met as eighteen-year-olds … just starting out in life… with our whole lives ahead of us… were in each others’ weddings, attended family funerals of parents and spouses… encouraged each other through some of the most difficult times of our lives… witnessed each other grow stronger throughout the many trials of life and held each others hands physically and figuratively.

There have always been times when talking to each other has been the essential lifeline in repairing broken links in our lives … since we all share such an unique perspective in our memory boxes… opened only by our shared memories.

Yesterday morning it was time to explore the back side of Edisto…the marshes and state parks. Just as beautiful and fascinating as the front side!

**Spanish Trail leading to the Edisto Indian Mound-Second oldest in America-filled with oyster shells and pottery.**

**This time sunrise appeared among the oaks along the marsh!**

One wonderful tradition Brooke started years ago … she gets up early one morning and surprises us with slow cooked grits, the crisp aroma of bacon , fresh tomatoes, the best scrambled eggs… need I say more? Boy do we love that tradition!

So until tomorrow… We are already wanting to slow down time… a lesson in futility… but can’t help but want a l-o-n-g pause! Don’t we all need to break out of our routine now and then so we can see our lives from a different view!

**When we are stuck in a bottle… we can’t see the label!**

Today is my favorite day. -Winnie the Pooh

…and EVA CATE’s birthday!!!! My oldest grandchild is turning 13!!!

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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