on mother’s day

May 12, 2013

Mother’s Day is a funny thing. If you’re a mom, it’s about you–but it’s also about everyone who makes you you. It’s about your mom, your grandmothers, your sisters and sisters-in-law, your mother-in-law and her mother and her mother-in-law, your husband and your kids, your friends and their husbands and their kids. I could go on.

I feel, sometimes, the invisible web of relationship and heritage and legacy is so thick and tightly woven and astonishingly beautiful that when you try to single out one thread to raise it and celebrate it, you unavoidably must raise all the attached threads along with it. I think it should be that way.

As a mom myself, I have spent the past few days thinking (even more than usual) about these people who have brought me to this stage in my life. In case the first paragraph wasn’t entirely clear, that means I have been thinking about everybody.

With three people in particular:

Because I owe them an awful lot for their contribution.

Happy Mother’s Day to you and to me, and to your mom and her mom and so on and so forth–Happy Everyone Day to Everyone and for Everyone.
🙂

palm sunday :: {personal}

March 25, 2013

palm sundayy-14

generations

March 06, 2013

Great-Grandma came for a visit.

She and Littlest Muse spent some time perusing books together.

Then they had a great discussion on what they read.

Three legacies I am beyond thankful for that have been passed through the generations of my families: the love of God, the love of music, and the love of reading.

rocking chair, fishy.

December 29, 2012

The biggest surprise of my Christmas morning was the fisheye lens waiting for me under the tree. It’s been great fun practicing with it over the past few days.

There was a kitty in this chair when I went to take the picture, but she quickly hustled out of the way when she saw the camera coming.

Somewhere there exists a picture of my infant father sitting in this chair. I believe it was painted red at the time, though. Other than its history, I believe my favorite thing about this little rocking chair is the slightly cockeyed ladder back. There’s a story there, I’ll wager.

rocking chair

July 27, 2011

We found this lovely chair at a yard sale. I think we might have paid $15 for it. Maybe $20?

I think it’s been in every room in the house, so far.* Someday I’ll recover it, and fix the cracked arm, and pass it to my children and their children and their children’s children.

*not the bathrooms. Or the guest room. But everywhere else.