Three Words that Never Stop…

Dear Reader:

Haven’t most of us experienced that same thought Robert Frost expressed so eloquently? When my younger brother David died… I remember it was early March and daffodils were just popping up-a pretty day for anything … but… my younger brother’s funeral.. two months short of graduation. As crowds of friends and family gathered to express condolences… I remember one expression repeated several times… along the lines of ” It will be alright… ” life goes on.”

Life goes on. How? I thought… mother had lost her husband at 31, then her left hand to bone cancer… then thought she had lost Ben, my older brother, when she got a MIA telegram on Mother’s Day… changed to wounded when they found him (and what was left of his platoon) and now her ” baby” David was gone to a genetic disease (Marfan’s Syndrome). I was so angry ” Why God?” When is enough enough?”

I was so worried about mother… how could she go on… yet I watched this amazing woman pick up the pieces of her heart, one more time, and follow in God’s footsteps.

So you see why I don’t have to wait until Mother’s Day to remember mom… With my mom… every day was and is Mother’s Day in my memory… in my heart ! What a gift God gave me in that courageous mentor of a woman …

So until tomorrow … Life does go on and if we are really lucky we take those who understood this with us in our memories and never stop living life to the fullest!

Mother attending my May Day festival my senior year at Erskine! đź’—

Today is my favorite day-Winnie the Pooh

So happy to see Tommy and Kaitlyn trying out so many new adventures in Dingle.

Buzz -the Barn Owl
Fluffy-the Eagle Owl
Golden Eagle
Tommy and Harry the Hawk

Life does go on with plants too… the deer left two buds on one hibiscus and they both bloomed ( Take that “deer”!)

And look … finally the Lilies are starting to bloom!

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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4 Responses to Three Words that Never Stop…

  1. Janet Bender says:

    What a beautiful and strong woman your mother was! You are blessed to have those same qualities! Happy Mother’s Day to you!

  2. Rachel Edwards says:

    Your Mother was formidable….never letting up…kinda like her daughter…as your message said you gotta keep going…

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