Thursday, June 30, 2011

This life I am living...

There are days when there doesn't seem to be enough hours of sunlight, days when I just want to stay under the covers of my duvet and not climb out, and then there are days when I can sit and be still.

I'm still trying to figure out what this blog means to me. After 4 years at Bluffton which included multiple events, trips with friends, heartache, and an amazing semester in Ireland, I still struggle with what this Hello World Blog should be. (don't get me wrong, I love my little safe space to write) At first it was a small part time job, then it was a way to stay in contact with the States while traveling, and now... it's a place for what? To continue to describe the daily things that I'm doing, or a place to gush about how much I love each cooking blog I follow, or how I wish I was as cool as each cooking blog I follow, or the drama of life in a house with 8 women (not really) or the love that I see? It's become a little be if everything.

So here's another secret love of mine.

StoryPeople. I love this website. I the Story of the Day in my inbox and could sit and read through them all. I gush over them, save them, star them in my mail and then reread them when it has been a rough day, or when I need a pick me up. I blame my sister for this habit of mine, because it was her that introduced me to them. She uses them in quotes sometimes. She also started the addiction that I have by getting me one for my college graduation. It is posted right next to my mirror so I can read it and smile every morning.

I love them.

and their quotes...

"It is not what you think, this reaching across the generations. There is no effort of will, no fierce glare in the face of the sideways dance of everyday. There is only the quiet house each morning, filled with soft breathing while you hold your tea in the cool air & always that moment when your love spreads a cloth upon the table & invites the whole day in again."

I think that sometimes, StoryPeople, like Sara Bareilles and Adele, speak to my soul. They speak to my inner thoughts and help me understand the life I am living...


1 comment:

Peggy Stickney said...

I am sitting at my computer in the living room, and I look on the wall at a framed storypeople picture. It says, "I used to believe my father about everything but then I had children myself and now I see how much stuff you make up just to keep yourself from going crazy." It was a gift to Joe on Father's Day from his oldest daughter!