Whit, reading one evening by Matt’s first-floor bed
It’s not a secret that September was difficult around here. Late August and early October, too, if I’m being honest. We aren’t yet finished with this season. Matt’s recovery is long and slow. But this particular moment when life screeched to a halt other than the absolutely necessary has carried some gifts in its hands, too. This reminds me that all of life’s experiences hold both beauty and challenge. I truly believe this, though I also know first-hand how hard it can be to see one or the other in middle of a moment.
But, given my fierce desire to acknowledge what’s good I thought it would be valuable to enumerate a few of the silver linings of this challenging time.
I’ve spent a lot of time with my children and husband. We were already a foursome that spent a lot of time together (and it’s my introversion that guides this, sometimes to my and our detriment, I’m aware) but it’s been more lately. Matt rarely leaves the house, and I don’t do so for anything other than what’s required (work, school, sports).
I’ve read a lot of books. I will summarize my favorites of 2016 towards the end of this year, but right now I’m still reeling from the glory that is Colson Whitehead’s The Underground Railroad. Extraordinary.
I’ve learned who my true friends are. More on that in that post. Yes.
I feel deeply grateful. For our health (the distinction between this injury and illness is something I think about constantly), for our families, for the friends who’ve shown up. For so, so, so much.
One of the questions I’m asked most often is what my favorite quote is. I usually demur, saying something about how I can’t pick one. And I can’t, that’s true. But these words from Rebecca Wells (from Divine Secrets of the Ya-Ya Sisterhood – no, I am not a snob about where I find wisdom!) have a claim to be my favorite. I’m not surprised they’re in my mind a lot lately. Lately as in several times a day. I recently shared the brief passage by Wells that I adore on Instagram:
I will do my best to give thanks to gifts strangely, beautifully, painfully wrapped.
I will. I am.
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