I’ve always loved light. It’s kept me company in the hours when sleep hides. It’s hidden so that I can listen in the dark. It’s blinded me with beauty on the lake. It’s shone down on us as we’ve colored together. It’s danced outside my window and made me smile. Light It’s the feeling in my heart when I let my joy [...]
Tuesday, December 20, 2011
Holidays bring out the ache in even the oldest wounds, don’t they? I actually love twitter and facebook for that, they remind us through bite sized exclaims and updates that we all hurt. I’ve seen people talking about Christmas cries, aided by The Family Stone and Love Actually, and others talking about confronting estrangement, again. Before [...]
Wednesday, December 14, 2011
Growing up I loved the idea of a journal and often tried to work my feelings out on paper, but it never came naturally. Even as I was peppered with gentle, chiding from my maternal grandmother, “Write it down, Amanda. Carry a pen and a little notebook and just jot things down. Nothing fancy, just [...]
Monday, December 5, 2011
Finley: Oh, mama. Me: Yes, love? Finley: Mama, you are breaking my heart. You’re just making it to be broken and broken. Me: I am? How, sweets? Finley: You just aren’t seeing my happy, I can tell it in your face. She snapped this picture of me. She’s right. Been facing some hard times, and while I put on a [...]
Tuesday, November 29, 2011
Did you ever ape the old cliché of the librarian ripping off her glasses and letting down her hair? I was a tomboy through to my core, but when no one was looking I’d try to have just a taste of what being a femme fatale was like. My costume of choice was a towel [...]
Thursday, November 24, 2011
I’ve always been a dreamer, prone to joy or weeping depending upon my mood. The other day a mist was sitting low all over town. It kept pulling my attention until finally I gave into it and pulled over. Where I stopped was right next to the office I went for my prenatal visits with [...]
Friday, November 18, 2011
Last night I stayed downstairs after everyone went to bed. The day had been a exercise in time management—dueling drop offs, office, store, early release, fundraiser purchases pick up, drop off at Nana’s, parent teacher conference, decorate the shop, finish emails, back to Nana’s, home, dinner, homework, laundry, more store prep. It felt like the [...]
Wednesday, November 2, 2011
I don’t have much of a beauty routine, I basically wing it. Some days it works and I walk with a bounce in my step, other days I turn my phone away from my face as I click the camera on, fearful it will be set to snap my face and reveal the toll of [...]
Monday, October 24, 2011
I came without companion or acquaintance, the familiar path of finding one kindred soul and clinging to them never showed itself. Once I realized I could either melt into the shadowy corners or step forward and make something out of this time away from home, a new gear opened. I stared down the paneled rooms [...]
Thursday, October 20, 2011
I am typing this on a train to New York City. It’s times like these when my sense of adventure and my comfort in being a tomboy collide. I like wearing cords and boots to work and balancing on curbs and running from point A to B, even if I’m in heels instead of boots. [...]
Friday, January 20, 2012
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