Have you ever laughed out loud in the middle of the night when everyone else was sleeping? That was my reaction when I read Kirby’s book review. If you are familiar with Kirby and her blog, then I don’t have to explain. If not, please go visit.
She has the best sense of humor, and I can always count on her for a laugh. Every one should laugh out loud at least once a day.
But life isn’t all laughs, which is why I think the birth story of Kelly Hampton’s daughter Nella resonates with me. I appreciated the raw emotion and candor of her words, especially when she said,
“I just kept envisioning this other baby…the one that I felt died the moment I realized it wasn’t what I expected.”
Who of us has never felt disappointment over life not happening the way we wanted, the way we dreamed it or imagined it would be? So, even though this is a birth story, I think there are certain truths, facts of life, to which we can all relate.
Speaking of disappointments, I got all geared up for a “staycation” over the 4th of July weekend. I even followed Edie’s advice on planning the perfectly imperfect staycation, buying our usual vacation food, planning favorite meals, and coming up with ways to spend our time when we weren’t eating, resting or watching t.v.
On Friday, Matt wrecked the car that he’s only had for a few months. Not part of the plan.
I ran a fever the entire weekend. Also not part of the plan.
So today, Matt declared a do over. Definitely not part of the plan.
I did however, finally finished reading The Longest Ride. It took me a long time to get through the book, which doesn’t speak to the book so much as it does my tendency to get lost on the computer or to flip channels late at night and get caught up in a Celebrity Marriage Boot Camp marathon.
I can’t believe I just admitted that.
Oh, but I’m glad I did because it just reminded me of an artist I found through Poppy Haus. She was offering a giveaway of a fabulous art collection. So, I clicked on each of the artists’ websites to see more.
This painting literally took my breath away, even bringing tears to my eyes.
Something about that couple reminds me of us…Matt and me. How he holds me. How much he loves me. The bond between us. The oneness I feel with him. Our story…right there in print. And I bought it.
I love that an artist’s work can capture so much emotion, tell an entire story.
“Every summer has its own story.”
I saw this quote on Facebook a week or so ago, and I find it to be so true. How many times have you said, “Remember that summer when….”
So, I’m going to keep chasing after those remember when moments.
Enjoy this week’s recommended reading and, I’ll see you in class.