http://blogs.law.harvard.edu/graingergirl Keep Thou my feet; I do not ask to see The distant scene; One step enough for me. Thu, 20 Aug 2009 00:46:57 +0000 http://backend.userland.com/rss092 en Daring to peer into the glazed and rippled reflection pool of the foreseeable future, everything feels so uncertain. Still walking on that long and creaky, unstable bridge between the two very different worlds of "young adulthood" and "real adulthood."  Not fearing a fall from the bridge so much as worrying that ... http://blogs.law.harvard.edu/graingergirl/2009/08/19/now/ The day started out grey.  And as the morning rolled into the afternoon, the skies grew darker and darker.  The clouds loomed, threatening and glaring. I lokoed at at the skies with heaviness in my heart.  I felt abandoned, cold, and sad.  I whispered a plea for God to walk with ... http://blogs.law.harvard.edu/graingergirl/2009/07/10/from-the-notebook-god-stepped-in/ I am a creature of habit, someone who finds security and solace in steady, stable, rhythmic patterns of life.  Some people call that monotony.  Others call it boredom.  I call it a haven. Every day, I get up at the same time, go (more of less) to the same places, see ... http://blogs.law.harvard.edu/graingergirl/2009/07/08/from-the-notebook-sunrise-to-sunrise/ I have a strange mental vascillation that changes with the winds from one extreme to the other, and back again, but rarely settles in the vacuous expanse inbetween. Some days, I sense my smallness in this world acutely, and truly comprehend on a very deep level the Bible verse that reminds ... http://blogs.law.harvard.edu/graingergirl/2009/07/07/from-the-notebook-the-paradoxical-truth/ I have an addiction to Facebook, like many people born in the decade before and after the mid-1980s. One function I frequent in particular is the photo function.  I love seeing recently-updated albums featuring any of the 765 friends/acquaintances who are connected to me in that virtual space. I've noticed recently, however, ... http://blogs.law.harvard.edu/graingergirl/2009/07/06/from-the-notebook-pass-me-by/ I'm flying back "home" now -- away from one home and back to another.  LittleTown is home because it's where Mom and Dad are, and wherever they are will always automatically qualify as "home."  LittleTown is also home because it's where I spent the first eighteen years of my life ... http://blogs.law.harvard.edu/graingergirl/2009/07/05/from-the-notebook-flying-back-home/ It's the Fourth of July and my last night at home before going back to the City.  It has been an emotional three-day trip back to the Land Flowing With Milk and Cheese.  I've had to reflect on and confront the ever-shifting tectonic plates of familial (dis)harmony, walk on eggshells ... http://blogs.law.harvard.edu/graingergirl/2009/07/04/from-the-notebook-high-time/ She pauses, and leans back fully into her seat.   The back of the black leather chair is so high that from the rear, no one can tell that she's sitting in it.   She presses her left foot against the stool on the ground, then bends her right knee and ... http://blogs.law.harvard.edu/graingergirl/2009/06/18/235/ It's a quiet, lazy Memorial Day afternoon.   I woke up around 10am, then lounged around in bed reading Samuel G. Freedman's "Small Victories," a third-person memoir of a teacher's struggles to fight for her students' futures in New York City's blighted Lower East Side in the late 1980s and early ... http://blogs.law.harvard.edu/graingergirl/2009/05/25/memorial-day/ In less than ten weeks' time, things are going to change. It's a little funny.  Right now, merely four miles separate us.  Still, it takes an hour to get from Point A to Point B, because of a pesky river and the width of this small-but-congested island.  In ten weeks, Point ... http://blogs.law.harvard.edu/graingergirl/2009/04/22/no-fear/