are starting a letter writing campaign for the month of april. here are the details!
We're each endeavoring to write 30 letters to 30 people in 30 days. And as it happens this project coincides with National Letter Writing Month. We hope you will join us! To that end we have created this special WRITEON Letter Writing Kit containing 4 letterpress printed cards - 2 from Egg Press and 2 from Hello!Lucky - and we are giving out a limited number of these kits for free. Each card will have instructions on the back that tell how each recipient can receive their own free kits. And on and on. We hope to see an ever-increasing web of connectedness and good feelings.
(i just signed up to get my free letterpress cards! go here if you want to sign up too and get free cards to mail! who wants to join me in writing real letters on real paper with real stamps? who wants me to send them a letter? let me know in the comments and i'll write up to 30! (in the comments leave me your email so i can get your address if i don't have it already)
it feels like the last few weeks have been kind of rough in general,
at least in so many conversations i've had here and there,
in the lives of those around me.
ran into this wendell berry poem,
and it seemed like the best words as we enter the weekend.
may your weekend be one of rest and renewal and space.
Sit and be still until in the time of no rain you hear beneath the dry wind's commotion in the trees the sound of flowing water among the rocks, a stream unheard before, and you are where breathing is prayer. -Wendell Berry
so my big girl can't read yet, but she sure can tell stories! and somehow, ruby is very patiently listening along. (also, i love richard scarry books! and i love secretly capturing my children -not performing but just doing their thing- on video. remember how i said she's obsessed with let it go? she somehow works it into her story and breaks into song in the middle of her story)
sick little ruby at home- with PINK EYE!- so i am short and sweet and washing lots of things in hot water (again), disinfecting the house (again) and chilling on the couch with her. want to help a sister out and shoot me some fun/inspiring/silly/heart soaring/wise/or some other reason for being good to check out links in the comment section?
also, have a good, pink-eye-and-all-other-icky-germs-free kind of day.
do you remember this nursery rhyme from childhood? it's kind of a depressing one- right? it came to mind this morning as i thought about the past week. the other day the girls were in the backyard playing; m was jumproping and somehow her jumprope snagged one of my pots of succulents, which brought it crashing down, breaking the pot into chunks and shards of pottery all over the concrete. the succulents fared better, but lots of their leaves had broken off upon impact, so tiny fleshy succulent pieces were scattered in among the broken pot and the hunks of dislodged soil. of course it was one of my favorite pots, because that's how things often go. with a little prodding from matt she was not only repentant but helpful in trying to help clean it up.
but within minutes i could tell she felt bad enough what had happened that she was wishing it hadn't happened at all and she was saying, "it's ok though, right, mommy? you can go buy another one can't you?" no. i couldn't. so for the umpteenth time (because things like this seem to happen a lot when you have small people in your house) i had to explain that it was an accident, that i know she didn't mean to do it, but that also sometimes you can't fix things, sometimes they are broken and you can't glue them back together even if you really want to.
other times you break things like succulents, which have the capacity to regrow or grow from broken spots; it takes a while and the spots where the leaves broke off are permanently a teensy bit wonky or the regrowth comes out in slightly different patterns. over time the plant is resilient enough that even the little leaves that fell off can form their own new succulent plants.
this week i feel that again i'm grieving again the things in my family's life that are broken: primarily fallout from stuff with my dad from five years ago. most of the time i feel like we are all collectively and (speaking for myself) individually in a pretty healthy and healed place, and then other times i realize how much damage my dad's actions caused, and how our family will never be the same. that makes me sad. and of course, sometimes i miss having a dad. hoping and believing the brokenness is broken in a succulent-regrowing-itself-kind-of-a-way and not in a irreparable-shards-of-pottery or humpty dumpty kind of a way. (even if some days it feels pretty hard with no good at all.)
it's friday! (well, technically it's currently thursday night, but same same)
this calls for a dance party!
location: our living room.
starring: my children.
my deaf daughter has moves for days, you guys. and ruby's rocking a diaper here, so there you go. i rediscovered this video this week and it makes me smile. kids are awesome.
yesterday i got samples of my new mother's day card! i always have a hard time finding a good mother's day card for someone special who isn't my mom but who i still want to honor and treat on mother's day.
this card is available wherever papyrus cards are sold and at independent retailers nationwide.
go buy one for that kind-of-like-a-mom-to-you-who-really-deserves-some-recognition in your life!
have you ever taken a personality test? what about this one? it's fast and accurate my friends...what number did you get? (i'm a two)
my friend jana sent me this and all i can think of is a. who are these parents that have 8 million hours a day to do things like this? b. why didn't i think of this? c. that family must own a warehouse of tape. d. awesome. so awesome.