Two months is a long time to be gone. I've missed this blog. It has, at times, been difficult to stifle the urge to be creative here. And then at other times, I've completely forgotten this outlet for days and weeks on end. Even so, I have written more than ever before in these past four months. My mind has been occupied and my pen rarely dormant, but academia held sway over my words.
The holidays were here and gone and I hardly noticed. Just weeks before Christmas, my beloved grandmother passed away. We should all have one person who knows how to bless us despite the evidence, Grandmother was that person to me. ~Phyllis Theroux It is surreal to think that I no longer have grandparents here on earth. It is especially difficult to see the sadness in my mother's eyes. For now, she is lost in a routine that no longer includes the need to tend to my grandmother's care.
On another note, I recently met up with a dear pal. There is nothing like an unexpected text, an invitation to come out from beneath the textbooks to enjoy a bit of camaraderie, to lighten the mood. Somehow she knew I needed just that...an escape. How rare and wonderful is that flash of a moment when we realize we have discovered a friend. ~William Rotsler Sarah is genuine and kind. Our connection has history. It is one of the things I like about her. All experience is an arch, to build upon. ~Henry B. Adams As I reflect, I am reminded that sometimes It's luck that one thing works out and one doesn't, it's sort of happenstance. ~Richard Linklater Thank you, Sarah, for the laughter. You always make it feel like a hug.
The holidays were here and gone and I hardly noticed. Just weeks before Christmas, my beloved grandmother passed away. We should all have one person who knows how to bless us despite the evidence, Grandmother was that person to me. ~Phyllis Theroux It is surreal to think that I no longer have grandparents here on earth. It is especially difficult to see the sadness in my mother's eyes. For now, she is lost in a routine that no longer includes the need to tend to my grandmother's care.
Sometimes transitions can be so sad.
On another note, I recently met up with a dear pal. There is nothing like an unexpected text, an invitation to come out from beneath the textbooks to enjoy a bit of camaraderie, to lighten the mood. Somehow she knew I needed just that...an escape. How rare and wonderful is that flash of a moment when we realize we have discovered a friend. ~William Rotsler Sarah is genuine and kind. Our connection has history. It is one of the things I like about her. All experience is an arch, to build upon. ~Henry B. Adams As I reflect, I am reminded that sometimes It's luck that one thing works out and one doesn't, it's sort of happenstance. ~Richard Linklater Thank you, Sarah, for the laughter. You always make it feel like a hug.
Sometimes transitions can be such blessings.
Footfalls echo in the memory
Down the passage which we did not take
Towards the door we never opened
~T.S. Eliot
xo, ~S.
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