Writing is like being able to put life into a snow globe. It takes the things that are too big and scary and reduces them into a form that I can put away when I want and look at from a distance. It also takes all that’s good in life and captures it into something I can take out when I want and look at close up and keep forever. It makes the bad things into something I can hold…and the good things into something I can hold onto. Both help so much that I need that little souvenir of life.
Tuesday, April 28, 2015
Friday, April 24, 2015
I’m back again with Succinctly Yours, a delightful meme offered thanks to the hospitality of Grandma’s Goulash. Each week, Grandma thoughtfully prepares a photo for us so that we might cook up a story of 140 words or 140 characters or fewer. The bonus word this week was “vulture.”
“…laughter is carbonated holiness.” ~ Anne Lamott, Plan B Further Thoughts on Faith
Sunday, April 19, 2015
Grief can take care of itself, but to get the full value of joy you must have somebody to divide it with. ~Mark Twain