Happy almost Friday!
Thursday, February 16, 2012
Wednesday, February 15, 2012
Look what came today...
Slid under my front door in a very official USPS envelope.
Now it seems real. Iceland or bust!
thinking is a dangerous past-time
The last few months have been rough ones. Not because of any sort of directly inflicted pain or grief to my own person, but because some very dear friends of mine have been going through things that I cannot even imagine. I feel stuck - stuck at home, stuck at work and the only thing that I can think is that with the winds of change shifting my own life in a new direction, I need to cling to the things that keep it from changing too much.
Writing, cooking, friends and faith.
I wouldn't say that I lost my faith but it definitely took the long way home. I think about my friends who have lost loved ones, the type of losing that perhaps you expect, the end of a long life well lived and then the type of losing that is much much too sudden. I think about my aunt, who is tiny and full of fight to win this ongoing battle with cancer. I think about my friends who feel just as unmoored as I do, but can't seem to grasp out for something to hold. I try to be that thing for them to hold and in order to do that, I need something to hold.
I've reached the tipping point in life where suddenly, you find yourself caring for people more than yourself. You find yourself worrying senseless and dropping off to sleep in the middle of listing all of those people that you promised to pray for, or keep in your thoughts. The point in life where you start to notice the effort it takes for parents and family friends to sit down. The point where there are no more grandparents, unless you are the one with a child.
I made this chocolate torte last night for my sister and I to enjoy as we celebrated Valentine's day together. I realized that yes - cooking for anyone is love. Especially when there is chocolate involved. Baking and cooking makes me feel like a different and more substantive person.
I should do more of it - along with writing here.
Prompted by a friend, I've started taking a photo a day on my phone. If nothing else, my goal is to share that here with a comment as to why this photo is important on this day. Because one of the reasons I started writing this blog was to share the cooking that I do. But sometimes, you need to just share life. And perhaps sometimes a side of something tasty.
Writing, cooking, friends and faith.
I wouldn't say that I lost my faith but it definitely took the long way home. I think about my friends who have lost loved ones, the type of losing that perhaps you expect, the end of a long life well lived and then the type of losing that is much much too sudden. I think about my aunt, who is tiny and full of fight to win this ongoing battle with cancer. I think about my friends who feel just as unmoored as I do, but can't seem to grasp out for something to hold. I try to be that thing for them to hold and in order to do that, I need something to hold.
I've reached the tipping point in life where suddenly, you find yourself caring for people more than yourself. You find yourself worrying senseless and dropping off to sleep in the middle of listing all of those people that you promised to pray for, or keep in your thoughts. The point in life where you start to notice the effort it takes for parents and family friends to sit down. The point where there are no more grandparents, unless you are the one with a child.
I made this chocolate torte last night for my sister and I to enjoy as we celebrated Valentine's day together. I realized that yes - cooking for anyone is love. Especially when there is chocolate involved. Baking and cooking makes me feel like a different and more substantive person.
I should do more of it - along with writing here.
Prompted by a friend, I've started taking a photo a day on my phone. If nothing else, my goal is to share that here with a comment as to why this photo is important on this day. Because one of the reasons I started writing this blog was to share the cooking that I do. But sometimes, you need to just share life. And perhaps sometimes a side of something tasty.
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