I’ve been away. I miss writing. I pledge to do it more in the next few months. I need the outlet. Lately my life has been flooded- in a good way- with people and events and the bustle of the summer. Our house seems almost constantly full, I’m always making a big pot of food or trying to quell the laundry/housework monster, the garden is starting to throw vegetables at me, and… I’ve been a little swept up in it all. Recently I’ve been thirsty for a little time to call my own, and writing always served to loosen that hinge just a little, allowing me some time to remember what it’s all about… I think there’s been so much on my mind that whenever I start to think about sitting down to write, the words start to overwhelm me and I can’t even begin. But, as with most of the good things in my life, it starts somewhere simple.
So for today, just a simple little peek into what makes me smile.
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Rambling on anticipation
Your baby is amazing. Where was that pic taken?
You know what I think? We live in an age where anticipation is held cheap. You want to watch a movie? Go online and watch it immediately. You want to heat your food? Pop it in the microwave. You want a tomato in the dead of winter? Buy one at the store. Sometimes the availability is fantastic, a good, even healthy thing. But in other ways, it spoils us. Louis CK: “Everything’s amazing, nobody’s happy” as you know. I think we lose something precious when we fail to value anticipation.
I am looking forward to reading at least two as yet unpublished books.
I am eager to start this next school year because I want to see all my students a summer older, with their growth spurts and new braces and heavy summer tans.
I am already excited to visit you all next year and seeing Vera and Tuula a year older and meeting your sister’s baby. I anticipate going out for sushi with you and Jeff.
Not that I don’t grow impatient at times, but I value these things all the more because I can’t have them immediately.
As Pippi Longstocking says: “If you should happen to go home now, you’ll be able to come again tomorrow. Because if you don’t go home, you can’t very well come back, and that would be a shame.”