Friday, September 9
Rainy, chilly Friday morning, and I am listening to quiet music that tugs at my heart... I drove Noah to preschool after a not-so-great morning of me not being patient. Luckily, that kid forgives me really quickly, and I get a new chance to do better right away...
Lucy is sleeping now, and I SHOULD be wrapping presents for Joe and finishing his cake--- HAPPY BIRTHDAY, MY LOVE!!!--- Instead I am giving in to the wistful natsukashii of pre-fall and rain days and pondering little snippets of my world.... never lingering long on any one thing....
Like-- this is scaring the crap outta me:
That's a countdown chain. It started at 20. I let Noah choose how long til we switched out of diapers forever, and he said, "Twenty days." So 20 days it was. And we made a chain. And.......... We're really close now. And I am terrified.
Also, we got a piano:
My amazing in-laws asked if we'd like to borrow theirs, since it was mostly gathering dust in a neighbor's house while my in-laws continue to live in Korea. Not only did they offer the use of their piano, they sprung for piano movers to do the dirty work. AMAZING. (My deepest gratitude, Mama Vicki and Papa Joe!!!!) I am so excited to have the chance to have piano music in our home. I have a LOT of brushing up to do....
I've been letting the nostalgia waves of autumn begin washing over me, and have found myself drawn to my old journals. I want to dig into them and remember who I used to dream of becoming. I want to see how close I've gotten, or how far off track.. or if those old dreams even still fit. I want to pore over the pages of the me of ten years ago, just to get reacquainted and maybe learn something new.
(Ugh. I was so LITERARY ten years ago, deep into my English degree, devouring books and poems and amazing things... I miss that....)
A quote from the front of the journal pictured above, one that applies to my years-long collection of past journals, as well as to why I continue to journal in the form of a blog today:
"...Journal-keeping...[helps] me to discover and uncover myself, to encourage my own bravery, sort out my difficulties with other people, to invent new ways of being, and of seeing, to plan all kinds of adventures and plans, and most of all, to live experiences more than once."
A peaceful, nastukashii-Friday to any of you who are as sentimental and emotion-based as myself, and to the rest of you-- just have a lovely weekend!
Posted by Emily S. at 10:07 AM