Thursday, December 30, 2010
Tuesday, December 28, 2010
Wednesday, December 22, 2010
Saturday, December 11, 2010
Friday, November 26, 2010
Wednesday, November 24, 2010
"but the biggest mistake I made is the one that most of us make while doing this. I did not live in the moment enough. this is particularly clear now that the moment is gone, captured only in photographs. there is one picture of the three of them sitting in the grass on a quilt in the shadow of the swing set on a summer day, ages 6, 4 and 1. and I wish I could remember what we ate, and what we talked about, and how they sounded, and how they looked when they slept that night. I wish I had not been in such a hurry to get on to the next thing: dinner, bath, book, bed. I wish I had treasured the doing a little more and the getting it done a little less."
Sunday, November 21, 2010
Explaining to my three your old about scabs:
Charlie: What’s a scab mama?
Me: Well, when you get hurt, a scab grows over the boo boo and then stays there and protects the boo boo until it heals.
Charlie: Then what happens?
Me: It falls off because you are healed and you don’t need it to protect you anymore.
Charlie: Oh..that’s right.
You know? Scabs are perfect and they are a lot like life…we are protected in all of the exact right moments (we can see this looking back, not always at the time), and then we are let go to fly when we are all better...
Tuesday, July 27, 2010
Friday, January 1, 2010
A partridge in a pear tree...really! so we begin the winter break (hooray) and I open my window to see the day...in the tree outside our bedroom window is literally a partridge in OUR pear tree! The amazing part was that a few weeks earlier, I had picked up a vintage painting from christmas 1968 of a bird in a pear tree at goodwill. I hung it in my bathroom because for whatever reason, it speaks to me. So imagine my surprise when our pear tree became the home of our very own partridges. :) Anyhow...we have spent the last two weeks waiting for the last two pears to drop, nestled underneith our electric blanket throw (pure luxury), singing frosty the snowman and yes...on the twelvth day of christmas too..xo
Happy, happy new year to all who see this note and to all of those who may not. The new year is the greatest thing. I love the feeling of a new beginning...a clean canvas....what will this year bring?