april 17

Don’t be reckless with other people’s hearts, and don’t put up with people that are reckless with yours.
– Kurt Vonnegut, Jr.

you come back after a year and you don’t know what you’ll see. then you realize there is so much love still there, so much camaraderie, so much that i didn’t realize that i accomplished. i brought nearly sixty into the fold, created careers, integrated lives, and while the ones who took me in didn’t ever quite understand my impact, i now look and i now see and i feel honor.

but right now i just need quiet. i need to take in all that this week has given me and let my skin absorb the light and shed the dark. today all i do is hope. on this day in april i don’t know any more than the green in the grass, the blossoms of my strawberries, the work in progress that defines me each and every day.

if you know me, you know that i need space, peace, quiet. if you know me, you know that i have complexities that, like every woman, require time and attention and devotion and gentleness.

Oh, the comfort – the inexpressible comfort of feeling safe with a person – having neither to weigh thoughts nor measure words, but pouring them all right out, just as they are, chaff and grain together; certain that a faithful hand will take and sift them, keep what is worth keeping, and then with the breath of kindness blow the rest away.
~Dinah Craik, A Life for a Life, 1859

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