Prompted

Spring 2018

Prompt: Write a memoir in six words, no more, no less.

Smacked head, crawling back, crown intact.

Between sound and silence, I dance.

Overthought it, then said “f--- it.”

Hip fracture, tracheostomy; skiing, snorkeling out.

Many mistakes, little ambition, no regrets

“Behave yourself.” Now they tell me!   

You remember me. This is enough.

 

Dancing. Dreaming. Daring.

Journeying. Teaching.

Cat-collecting.

Lived fully. Loved deeply. Let go.

Teacher of science, theology, and life.