2012: November & December

I read When It Happens to You by Molly Ringwald, The End of Your Life Book Club by Will Schwalbe, The Longest Way Home by Andrew McCarthy, a lot of Billy Collins poetry, and Magical Journey by Katrina Kenison.

We spent Thanksgiving with my parents and 20+ members of my father’s family.  Pops’ absence was felt keenly.  We have lost our patriarch.

We returned to the cold, empty beach that we’ve come to love for a couple of gorgeous, crystal clear, chilly hours.

There are several joyful playground outings, and one adventure to MIT where we wander down the infinite corridor.

Grace and Whit really enjoy one Saturday morning at a local food pantry; we commit to spending time doing that more often.

Our kitchen table is overtaken by two matching Lego advent calendars (one Star Wars, one Friends).

Our holiday traditions swing into full force, and their familiar cadence is a comfort and joy to us all.

My favorite blog post: Comfort in the Darkest Season

I’ll tell you a secret: poems hide.
In the bottoms of our shoes, they are sleeping.
They are the shadows drifting across our ceilings the moment before we wake up.
What we have to do is live in a way that lets us find them.
– Naomi Shihab Nye

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  1. Posted December 31, 2012 at 9:35 am | Permalink

    Lindsey, I’ve totally enjoyed your retrospective! What a rich collection of words and reflections. Absolutely worth revisiting. And I love that you are ending the year with lines by one of my favorite poets.

    Yes, “let us live in a way that lets us find them.”

    Thank you, dear friend, for a year of rich, generous glimpses into your heart and into your life. Happy New Year!

  2. Posted December 31, 2012 at 9:58 am | Permalink

    Lindsey, your reflections have been beautiful. I love today’s photo-there’s something about my children’s shoes that bring me back in time, too. And I love Nye’s poetry – what a beautiful way to close the chapter on 2012! Looking forward to reading more in 2013!

  3. Posted January 1, 2013 at 5:26 pm | Permalink

    Lindsey, what a beautiful recap of the year. A brilliant idea for a series of posts AND, I’d imagine, a lovely reflection as you wrote these. Again, i love the accompanying quote at the end. I have written poetry from the day I learned how to read and write. This year, writing is calling even louder to me — no longer whispering to me to write, write, write. BUUUUUT, I have to cultivate the silence to listen to the lines of poetry rising up from deep within me. Many blessings for 2013, Lisa