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I am excited. I
leave today to travel about three hours south of my home in northwest Ohio to
attend the Erma Bombeck Writers Conference in Dayton. This wonderful workshop
is offered every two years and focuses on Erma’s legacy of great writing,
especially as a columnist and a humorist.
The Bombeck Workshop is the only one in the country devoted
to both humor and human-interest writing and is sold out each time it is
offered. It features more than two dozen professional humor and human-interest
writers on its faculty, offering sessions on the craft of writing, turning an
interest into a profession, marketing, publishing and more.
And you’re guaranteed to laugh. A lot. Did I mention laughing? Lots of
laughter.
What is it about Erma’s writing that still brings smiles to our hearts?
I want to be a writer like her. Maybe I can bring back a few of her secrets to
share next week, but I thought in honor of Erma we all could sit back and enjoy
some of her words today:
·
If you can't make it better, you can laugh at
it.
·
In two decades I've lost a total of 789 pounds.
I should be hanging from a charm bracelet.
·
Never lend your car to anyone to whom you have
given birth.
·
One thing they never tell you about child
raising is that for the rest of your life, at the drop of a hat, you are
expected to know your child's name and how old he or she is.
·
People shop for a bathing suit with more care
than they do a husband or wife. The rules are the same. Look for something
you'll feel comfortable wearing. Allow for room to grow.
·
Housework is a treadmill from futility to
oblivion with stop offs at tedium and counter productivity.
·
When mothers talk about the depression of the
empty nest, they're not mourning the passing of all those wet towels on the
floor, or the music that numbs your teeth, or even the bottle of capless
shampoo dribbling down the shower drain. They're upset because they've gone
from supervisor of a child's life to a spectator. It's like being the vice
president of the United States.
·
I’m trying very hard to understand this
generation. They have adjusted the timetable for childbearing so that menopause
and teaching a sixteen year old how to drive a car will occur in the same week.
Erma left us all a legacy of wisdom and joy. That is the
kind of legacy I would love to leave too - A path lit by God’s joy and guided by His wisdom to make our
journeys here brighter.
How about you? What kind of legacy do you want to leave?


























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