tuesday truths
i love fall.
i really do.
the brilliance of the trees,
the crunch under my feet
of leaves and twigs
snapping and crackling…
the smell of wood smoke in the air
and feeling like
after the go-go-go
panicked frenzy to enjoy
EVERY FRIGGING SECOND OF SUMMER
while it’s here,
now
i can start
to slow down….
now
i start to give myself permission
to climb into bed
with a mountain
of fuzzy blankets,
some hot chocolate,
and a pile of books….
fall is movies and stories and blanket forts,
trail hikes, if i feel like it, and messy hair
(cause my hat will cover it anyway),
vanilla scented candles,
cinnamon apples, brown sugar on toast…
big thick fuzzy socks (but never in bed!)
and pajamas with hoods…
fall is cozy.
i love summer.
summer is exciting and exhilarating
and on a deadline
and you can’t waste a second
cause if you blink,
it’s gone.
but fall…
fall is kinda like my mom.
Comforting and sweet and
always makes me feel better.
winter, on the other hand…well….
i kinda hate that guy.
Heh.
grateful in a nutshell....
a random grateful list in which i try not to be too sappy or lame::
family & friends that are always there for me…even when I seem to push people away
my kids…i know they fall under family but really, they get a line of their own. There is literally nothing that makes me happier than these two humans. Sometimes it takes my breath away a little bit…how much I love them. I would be lost without them.
a job that i love
health
home (even though it is acting like a temper tantrum-y 2 year old lately)
books that provide me an escape from real life occasionally
dirt roads
microwave popcorn
geese
fall leaves
hot chocolate
polka dots
people who make me laugh really hard (even if it is sometimes at my own expense)
ice cream
early morning texts/late night phone calls
homemade (not by me) chocolate chip cookies
turkey dinner (not made by me)
new-to-me treadmill
a working furnace
naps
that people are always so sweet & supportive about all of my little “interests” (ie cards; 50 before 50; blog; patreon; etc, etc, etc)
lemon squares…well…lemon anything really….
heated blankets
good conversation & connections
cold diet coke in a can
music (that also provides an escape sometimes)
Happy Thanksgiving…and I am not sure it has to be said
but I am seriously grateful for every person that stops by this
little space in the internetsphere to read my ramblings…so…yeah..you!! :)
wordless wednesday...
whatcha readin'? 2019 {book 16::goal 25}
I don’t even know where or how I heard of this book…
but I am sooooo glad that I did.
I loved this book.
The intricate threads tying each person together
in ways I didn’t expect,
the backstory,
the reasoning behind the reasons…
But Kate & Peter’s story…well….
Kate’s story…
the creeping realization, the gradual descent into…
the delayed reactions and then the subsequent
futile motions of trying to figure out where it all
went wrong, of how to fix it, to apply rational logic
to something that defies logic & is completely
out of your control…
well.
That made me cry.
Because I saw myself in that.
I saw me.
As clear and as sharp as looking in a mirror.
I saw me.
So my opinion on this book may be a little biased
because of that….I suspect you are either drawn to
or run away screaming from
what you recognize in yourself….depending on the day.
On this day, it felt good to be understood,
if only by a fictional character in a book with a name
I can never seem to remember.
Also, I wrote this note after reading it:
“The only secret to love is to be kind” found in the acknowledgements.
♥
5 out of 5 broken ♥♥♥♥♥
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