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LIFE HAS A WAY of keeping a person from getting too comfortable, something I don't have to tell you because you no doubt experience this on a regular basis. I mean that's life, right? That's its bones. Or maybe its circulatory system, keeping us moving and stretching, growing and evaluating. Re-evaluating. It's a constant push and pull, and it's how we're forced to work through the old, and the new: a little new that keeps us looking forward.
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There are changes afoot in my world, the most significant being the return "home" of my daughter, her delight at a starting a new, more demanding job, her excitement in looking for a new place to live. A house this time, maybe, a yard for the dog. My own heart beats fast at the possibility. I remember being that age, making that move, for the first time in my adult life feeling the start of roots spreading.
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I could not be more happy for her.
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Or for me. She is here now, close by, at least for a while. Or maybe forever, we shall see. In either case it is a gigantic change I never expected and one for which I am immensely, wildly grateful. You can bet I plan to milk every moment for all it's worth.
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I'm still not over Allison Pearson's brilliant, funny, poignant first novel, I Don't Know How She Does It, which still retains its spot in my Top Five Audiobooks of All Times 17 years later. It SANG TO ME as a young-ish, working mother. And now she has followed it up with an equally brilliant and maybe-even-funnier sequel, How Hard Can It Be, which continues the story of protagonist Kate Reddy, now approaching 50 and struggling with bias against older women in the workplace. (Okay, so maybe it is painfully funny. But is it still F.U.N.N.Y.) BTW, you do not need to read the first one for the second one to still be fantastic. It's stands alone just fine.
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(AND ALSO I see now she has had an in-between book, I Think I Love You, about a teenager's passion for David Cassidy in the 1970s. I can R.E.L.A.T.E.. Must get this one, too.)
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We're just back from the vacation of a lifetime and already I'm thinking: Let's go here next.
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Courage doesn't always roar.
Sometimes courage is the little voice
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that says I will try again tomorrow.
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I had my first fly fishing lesson on a float trip in gorgeous Fernie, BC. It was terrifying and thrilling and good heavens was it fun! And on top of that there was this sweet little unexpected miracle ...
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Things are unpredictable on this mountain, and this summer's bear activity is no exception.
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What is it about Maine that touched my heart so deeply? A meditation from Fr. Richard Rohr helped me understand.
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All hail the glory that is September!
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