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I Spy

My world is on my desk, defined partially

By items that pull spaghetti thoughts to encompass

Not quite the whole of my life, but a three-fourth bowl of it:

Two nails leftover from attaching northern Thai instrument to the wooden wall

Of my new room that is perched atop the wobbly outdoor stairs

That are so slippery in the mornings when I creep down in my stocking feet;

Acer Service receipt from my Alpha Switch 12 that died in its sleep

But arose again Lazurus-like under warranty covered repair.

Playdough that helps spaghetti brain concentrate in composition class,

And 3 empty envelopes that were intended for repaying friends for bills

Incurred in the moving into said new room.

Note and a card from two kindred spirits living in the same house,

And hot chocolate from a friend who left the tropics of Thailand for the snows of Minnesota.

Scrap of paper with a half-finished poem about hunger,

Which reminds me of the half-finished coffee with milk on my desk that the ants have found,

Which makes me wonder if ants on a coffee high can sleep at night.

A glass bottle from short lovable friend with contagious laugh who teaches K2 students,

Passport that enables me to go home in a few days (which makes me wonder

If they remembered to trim the hooves of the donkey with the long ears that waits at home),

And “to-do” list of things to do before I go.

Tablet full of college notes from friend that says on the front, “Say ‘yes’ to new adventures,”

The electric bill that needs to be paid by the 30th and I wonder if the new Seven Eleven people

Are as friendly as the ones at our old house.

White phone with the Thai number 9 on the back to represent the late King of Thailand,

Sticky note with new password for gmail, Kindle with leather cover, and 4 pens,

Easy to read version of “Uncle Tom’s Cabin” which I used to teach English to little Thai boy with the laughing eyes,

Who liked to use Donald Trump as his subject when making up sentences for practice.

Journal to my future husband who hasn’t shown up yet to read it,

A plaque from a friend who moved to Malaysia that reminds my soul to be still, instead of constantly tracing spaghetti;

A hammer for problems that need hammers, duct tape for something I cannot remember,

Cheap sunglasses from the SanPathong market man on the day we went to see the buffalo and cows,

And Breaking Free, a book I should return to the church library after having it for 3 years;

A Thai Bible that I still stumble through as I read, in the rare times I read it,

A book called “How to Study in College” that hasn’t been read because I am too busy studying,

Article by Toshi Yamamoto at his presentation at Payap, which helped restore my hope for modern Christians,

And a cup from Pong Horse Park that previously held green tea, (and I wonder if they got my message about tomorrow).

A receipt of money withdrawal, a candle that has been lit only once or twice,

And finally a tiny glass ball with dandelion fluff to remind us to follow our dreams. I lift it high.

Watch it spin in the air.

And wonder.

 

 

Picture credit: Pixabay

 

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Lists

Because lists are fun to make, especially when you’re waiting on your wash to finish so you can go to bed.

And they’re random, not neat little lists of ten.

Books I have read lately: (Not an exhaustive list, and not all read all the way through. Just books I’ve read in the recent past)

  1. Go Dogs Go, by Dr. Suess
  2. The Thread That Runs So True, by Jesse Stuart
  3. Growing Up Amish, by Ira Wagler
  4. The Atonement Child, by Francine Rivers
  5. Belles on Their Toes, by Earnestine Gilbreth (this is a sequel to Cheaper by the Dozen. I reread it recently and embarrassed myself by squealing with laughter at a coffee shop. This and anything by James Herriot never fail to make me laugh out loud. Henk, henk, henk)
  6. Intended for Evil, by Les Sillars, a book about a Cambodian Christian who survived the Khmer Rouge.
  7. When Breath Becomes Air, by Paul Kalinithi
  8. Rivers to the Sea, by Sara Teasdale
  9. Saving My Assassin, by Virginia Prodan
  10. Nang Ai, a Thai novel
  11. Reclaiming Surrendered Ground, by Jim Logan
  12. The Insanity of Obedience, by Nik Ripken
  13. The Wall, by Gloria Jane Evans
  14. Anne of Avonlea, by Lucy Maud Montgomery
  15. Curious George, by H.A and Margret Ray

 

Things I love:

  1. Mist on mountains and rivers
  2. Airports and the excitement and pain that go with them.
  3. Snowflakes falling down in little whirlwinds, under the glow of our yard light at home.
  4. A young man helping an old lady or a small child.
  5. Familiar faces waiting at the airport after a 36-hour journey
  6. Lisped “I love you’s.”
  7. Rain
  8. Hot lattes on rainy days with a good book
  9. Speaking languages other than English
  10. Poetry that says exactly what you were feeling when you didn’t even know that you felt that way.
  11. Kind people at immigrations

 

Things I dislike

  1. People complaining about foreign food, and worse yet, making faces (woops, just a few weeks ago, I found myself doing this)
  2. Loud karaoke coming from the bars in the backyard at 11:30 at night
  3. Reckless drivers, usually those with Bangkok license plates, careening down the road. (If you kill yourself, that’s one thing. If you kill others, that’s another.)
  4. Seeing young Thai girls with dissipated old rich white men.
  5. Losing my keys, again
  6. Having no milk in the fridge
  7. Racist or ethnocentric attitudes
  8. Pens that don’t write smoothly
  9. Cool people who belittle the less cool as a way of climbing up the social ladder

 

Things I miss about home:

  1. Fresh chocolate chip cookies and tall glasses of raw milk with windows opened to green lawns and fresh air
  2. Snow, snow, snow
  3. Abundance of cheese
  4. Family (really that goes without saying)
  5. Long solitary horseback rides in the moonlight
  6. Being able to go anywhere or do anything that you want to (like lying out in an open field) without fearing that it is either: improper, dangerous, or weird.
  7. Magically having food in the fridge without having to be the one to buy or make it.
  8. Cows
  9. Living off the land, instead of the grocery store, or even the market
  10. Youth group
  11. My mom’s pies and cinnamon rolls
  12. The sound of horse feet on the highway
  13. Nice cuddly pussycats
  14. Talking Pennsylvania Dutch