by Deb Farris | Aug 31, 2024 | Dance, Devotions, Grief, Musings
In memory of Gloria Gustafson Too much time was spent over the past two days searching for a picture of Gloria—dancer, teacher, mentor, friend… Todd’s out of town so he wasn’t here to keep me from being obsessive about it. In the photo, she has her leg up on...
by Deb Farris | Aug 17, 2024 | Dance, Faith & Art, Musings
Amy Brinkman-Sustache Amy & Gabi Who can begin to count the impressions of love, laughter and dance my late colleague Amy Brinkman-Sustache has left on minds, hearts and souls in this world? Who can count the number of people she brought her gift of dance to, who...
by Deb Farris | Aug 4, 2024 | Memoir, Musings, Writing
Trevi Fountain We were in Rome, my sister-in-law Georgine and me, with all the historical landmarks and monuments as guideposts. My husband Todd had arranged the trip, but flew home early to give us time alone. Right, he trusted me to find my way. I didn’t think we’d...
by Deb Farris | Jul 29, 2024 | Faith, Family, Musings, Writing
I’m happy to share that “Turning Mourning Dancing” won a short story contest in @KaleidoScript Magazine: “After twenty-one years and forty moves, which included a career in theatre and dance, a marriage, a son, abuse, a divorce, a new career, a new marriage, and a...
by Deb Farris | Jul 27, 2024 | Musings
“Honey is it okay if I humiliate you in my post…?” I said as we were driving home from the fairgrounds. ……… He laughed so I figured that was a yes. Todd and I like a band called Rebel Grace. We have often gone to hear them at the Wisconsin State Fair and once at Brady...
by Deb Farris | Jul 24, 2024 | Blogging, Musings, Writing
The Sharks, West Side Story, 1976, J. Pellman Theatre “Are you going to do a post?” Todd asks after I show him a picture I came across this morning. “Look at that. Could I have been more depressed?” “But you kept going.” “Maybe I could post it and say I’m writing a...