by suelarkinsweems | Feb 2, 2014 | Mumblings and Misadventures
Sometimes I set things down for a minute, fully intending to pick them right back up. Later, I’ll walk by, maybe dust them off slightly or feel a twinge of guilt. Eventually they get put away with the unfinished crafts or the Christmas decorations. Time passes. The...
by suelarkinsweems | Nov 10, 2013 | Mumblings and Misadventures, On Military Life
One of the things I appreciate most about the military ball season is the way the military community honors those who have served. One of the most humbling experiences I’ve had was at a Marine Corps ball in California, early in my husband’s Navy career. We hadn’t...
by suelarkinsweems | Oct 18, 2013 | Mumblings and Misadventures
If you’ve talked to me for five minutes since I’ve been on Okinawa, you’ve heard me complain about driving here. We live on the south central part of the island, and it seems that most events we attend, including the middle school and the UMUC campus where I...
by suelarkinsweems | Oct 8, 2013 | Mumblings and Misadventures
I visited a home for disabled Okinawans recently. The average age of the residents is sixty-seven. It was much like visiting a nursing home stateside, except that many of the residents still slept and ate on the floor, as is Japanese custom. It is good exercise, they...
by suelarkinsweems | Jul 27, 2013 | Mumblings and Misadventures
Mid-July. No one has moved into the three empty units in our multiplex. The departed neighbors are all settled in the states now, and I’ve finished accepting leftover frozen food, plastic wrap, and paint cans. I’ve begun parking in any space I please, since there are...
by suelarkinsweems | May 14, 2013 | Mumblings and Misadventures
In the midst of a crazy week full of phone calls and email from school about homework and eye-rolling and too-much-talking, I got a letter from our little Compassion man Adamu in Africa. He launches into his letter beginning with school and his mom, as always, but...
