Saturday, October 2, 2010

A floppy kind of love

*Photo taken at the summer cottage in August

Ten years ago I made a list of things I needed to do in my life. I'm a list maker and I remember the pen strokes on the paper felt like blood. A blood promise of sorts. I've written of this list before. Get Married, Buy a House, A full time job, Have more babies, Write a book.

I got married.

I bought a house.

I got and then quit a full time job. Hee hee.

I wrote a few novels... no big deal.

AND: I had more BABIES.

And there's a floppy kind of love about the world now that the rigid list is completed. A loopy crochet of flowers and moonlight that can't be encapsulated into a list.

I need to tie up the ends. But I have a lot of time, and a lot of yarn. Colorful strands of multicolor madness that make up what the universe has given me.

I'm proud and scared and awe struck by my portion of life.

I peek out from between my fingers to see what happens next.



  1. "Colorful strands of multi-color madness,..." I need to look at my life in that way. Oh,..I've got the madness part down but your way is a hopeful and beautiful way to look at life. Peace.

  2. such a lovely picture of personal goals fulfilled, oh lucky one.
    And the tangled-in-bed picture is just perfect to go with the post.

  3. I just discovered your blog (via Laundry Hurts My Feelings...)and I am mesmerized by your writing. So eloquent, and so heartfelt. I am your newest follower, and am heading back now to read more. Truly lovely.

  4. The goals, the lists, they are an achievement of sorts. I like how you expressed the results, and more how you placed them in rank to the real important stuff. Wonderfully done…

  5. Such beautiful love. Happy home, happy you, happy life. *hugs*