WITH A GROW LIGHT
WITH A GROW LIGHT
For years now I’ve been typing and posting old stuff.
Stuff I wrote all along the way of my existence, in longhand, but that never saw the light of a computer.
Never saw the light of publishment.
I stuffed it into my Nanny Kay’s Famous Blue Suitcase – the suitcase my mother gave to me as a momento after Nanny Kay died – me being the traveler in the family.
Of the old stuff, I picked that which was still relevant, and almost all of it was, though I threw a lot away.
Basically stuff that other people had already talked about in the interim and I didn’t want to go back and say I thought that first, got shredded. Why waste my time?
Nannie Kay’s Famous Blue Suitcase really does exist. I’ll probably never get around to the remains – all 29.6 pounds including the suit case – or by the time I do, the issues raised and solved will probably no longer be relevant, or if they are, somebody else – as always does eventually happen – will have come to my conclusion and all the better for the world I say.
Years ago while in college I encountered the concept or dilemma that many researchers experience: Before one can go about proving their own theories they need to debunk the existing theories with which they disagree. That takes up a lot of time and effort and many never do get to their own work.
Starting NOW I am taking myself out of that category of ‘never getting to my own stuff”. I’m not quite sure how to do it, since I’ve been debunking everybody else’s stuff for so long, but I’m confident that I’ll find a suitable way, while keeping with my goal of a smooth transition. I thought to go seamless, but I like seams in some things.
For years I had a recurring dream that I didn’t graduate from college. Maybe because it took me so long is the reason. I went to LPN Nursing School a couple of years after high school, then decided I wanted to go to college a few years after that. To learn was my only reason. Well it took a while, since I started out at a state school at night, then gradually and eventually quit my job as a nurse and went to school full-time.
I didn’t learn much that I remember from college. But I did increase my proficiency and stamina for long and large assignments, which has lasted to this day.
This diploma is my reminder, should I have another dream, that yes I graduated. It hangs on my office wall next to my computer.
When Rosie our dog daughter died, I made this plaque out of basically nothing and hung it on our front apartment door where I also had a metal plaque that read Rose’s Castle.
We all had gone through a toxic brain injury and I often told people that Rosie was my brain. When she died, I made this as a reminder that I did indeed still have one along with a heart – hers.
It hangs on the wall behind my computer.
The SS&R DAVIES-TIGHT FOUNDATION. Stephen, Sharon & Rose.
From this tiny kitchen comes the world’s finest recipes.