My art is writing. But I try to break away from my desk just to look, and see, and appreciate the beauty around us that I often take for granted. Thank you for this.
How did I miss this post?! And yet, it is perfectly timed for this morning. :)
I love how you hold your mother with gentleness. Growing old and wise - and with relative good health - is such a gift, isn't it? Last night, at book club we talked about Braiding Sweetgrass by Robin Wall Kimmerer. And of course salamanders were part of our conversation! The joy in experiencing the natural world is something that you share with the author and has always inspired me. <3
We measure our lives against our parent’s, remembering them particularly as we pass through life events. Your writing was very moving and has occupied my thoughts.
You were describing my mother as well as your own (lost eyesight and sometimes challenging relationship). I haven’t found what I want to say about mine yet, at least to write about it.
You write beautifully, Heather. Today you write beautifully about your Mother. Where I am right now brings my Mother and Father in sharper focus. And like you, I am sad for their early physical losses. And like you, I try to hold on to gratitude. <3
What a lovely read! As usual, I resonated with this! I always feel after reading your writing, that if I met you, we could talk all day about life, art and our experiences. I am grateful today for your writing.
My art is writing. But I try to break away from my desk just to look, and see, and appreciate the beauty around us that I often take for granted. Thank you for this.
Thank you for sharing this Maura .. writing is art isn’t it
How did I miss this post?! And yet, it is perfectly timed for this morning. :)
I love how you hold your mother with gentleness. Growing old and wise - and with relative good health - is such a gift, isn't it? Last night, at book club we talked about Braiding Sweetgrass by Robin Wall Kimmerer. And of course salamanders were part of our conversation! The joy in experiencing the natural world is something that you share with the author and has always inspired me. <3
We measure our lives against our parent’s, remembering them particularly as we pass through life events. Your writing was very moving and has occupied my thoughts.
Thank you Jacinta
You were describing my mother as well as your own (lost eyesight and sometimes challenging relationship). I haven’t found what I want to say about mine yet, at least to write about it.
Beautifully stated. I feel the same as you feel regarding aging. And the love, my, the love I feel for everything is so amazing.
So true isn’t it Elaine !
Enjoyed reading.
Thank you Cherie
You write beautifully, Heather. Today you write beautifully about your Mother. Where I am right now brings my Mother and Father in sharper focus. And like you, I am sad for their early physical losses. And like you, I try to hold on to gratitude. <3
We share many journeys don’t we
What a lovely read! As usual, I resonated with this! I always feel after reading your writing, that if I met you, we could talk all day about life, art and our experiences. I am grateful today for your writing.
Thank you indigene ! The feeling is mutual
Thank you for this beautiful letter, Heather. Very moving.
Thank you Joan
I love when life connects in mysterious and wonderful ways!