I have been restless lately. Restless and forgetful. What a pair! Restless as in I have been very conscious lately about making my life the biggest fullest life I can possibly lead- and am I doing all that I can to get there...and where exactly is there? And forgetful like would I remember that I was there or how I got there? (Really its more like wandering around the kitchen trying to think of what I came in there for, or neglecting to take off my hideously ugly but very warm brown and orange argyle socks whilst wearing ridiculous gold sparkle flats to drop Ezra off at school this morning.) Aside from the socks, do you sometimes feel this way too?
I started a new book. Lately, I've noticed that it has been more
difficult for me to love a book immediately. Or to even be friendly
with it. It has been taking ever so many chapters to develop a
friendship with my recent reads. Then half way through (at least most
of them) I realize that I do love them and they are kindred spirits and
then I hate to put them down, or say goodbye when I'm finished. (I
usually re-read everything that I really love, so its always with a
promise for another visit.) My bookishenss I'm certain has some tie to
both my antsy ways and my forgetfulness of late. I'm just not exactly
sure how. (Or maybe I did and I just forgot?!)
While still trying to get acquainted with my current book, I began
cheating on her with an old chum... the ENTIRE Anne of Green Gables
collection. Is there any set of stories you would rather climb into and
be apart of then LM Montgomery's tales? I haven't read them for ever
so long, and guess I was due for a visit- I downloaded the entire series
(for free!) and just dug in. I didn't realize how many Anne-isms I use
daily. Its funny how certain things stay with you always.
"There is so much in the world for us all if we only have the eyes to see it, and the heart to love it, and the hand to gather it to ourselves- so much in men and women, so much in art and literature, so much everywhere in which to delight, and for which to be thankful." (Anne of the Island...LM Montgomery.) It seemed like I was just supposed to read that passage today, and pass it along to you.