In love with everything
Today, I'm in love with everything.I'm in love with the fact that it's summer and the winter is still a long way off.
I'm in love with the way the light looks in the late afternoon, the way it softens everything into shadow.
I'm in love with the squirrels who run back and forth across my roof all day long, playing endless games of tag.
I'm in love with my bicycle and the freedom it provides. The hum of the tires against the pavement and the breeze as it moves over my face and down my back.
I'm in love with words. Mostly other peoples' but a few of my own too.
I'm in love with the father and son I saw playing catch at the softball field, the way his small body tensed, waiting for his father to release the ball.
I'm in love with all the old rambling houses in my neighborhood and the people who live in them but don't appreciate them.
I'm in love with the fact that I live two miles from the beach and I can go there whenever I want.
I'm in love with my next-door-neighbor, who at 70, took a trip to Europe alone. This is the kind of courage I wish I had.
I'm in love with the world, despite its flaws.
I'm in love with all of you, for being brave enough to speak.
But mostly, I'm in love with possibility. The possibility of something new, something different. The possiblity that something big is coming.
I'm ready.
posted by writingblind at 9:34 AM
29 Comments:
I found you through poetmom's blog. I love this piece! It's so hopeful. It's how I wish I felt more often, which kinda makes me sad. But it makes me happy to think that there are people so in love with life!
Bug, welcome. Always happy to see a new face.
What can I say, when I woke up this morning, the world was looking particularly good to me. Don't worry, I'm not always so perky.
Every time I visit here I wish I'd written your post for the day. Your writing is mesmerizing. And I'm not just saying that.
Great entry, Rebecca. Possiblity is such a glorious thing.
I love reading this blog!
Say "hi" to the Atlantic for me next time you see it. It's been a long time since I've been at the East Coast.
Great post - thanks for writing it.
Fringes, don't mistake this for great writing. This is the contents of my silly heart spilled on the page, that's it.
Chad, isn't it though? Possiblity is the new love of my life.
Lex, will do. If you're interested, I put up some pictures of the sunset on the beach a while back. They're here if you want a look.
http://writing-blind.blogspot.com/2006/06/view-from-here.html
I just came upon your blog and really liked the repetition in this! I especially liked the stanza of the 70 year old neighbor going to Europe alone. I wish I could be so brave too.
ecm, welcome. Love to see new faces here.
My next-door neighbor is an amazing woman. She's been through so much and instead of giving up, she continues to take risks. I wish I were more like that.
Seems to me like you have plenty of courage if you are willing to spill your heart into words here on this blog.
That's the best part about blogging. I feel like I can say anything here, or be anyone, even if it's just myself. That's not something I can do in real life.
I did see those pictures of the beach. *snif* They were beautiful.
I get like this, sometimes, when I feel everything is loveable. Other days it's more difficult to feel the beauty.
Great post, I love it.
I really, really liked this post. I felt your optimism, and it spread. But I'm going to personally kick your ass if you ever talk yourself down again. How can you possibly not know what a gift you have? If this is what springs forth with no effort at all, then I am completely humbled.
Lex, (or is it Rand, which do you prefer?) glad you liked the pictures. I'll try to take some more soon.
Flood, some days the world is more bearable than others. Today was one of those days, for a little while anyway.
Scott, you're the second person who's threatened to kick my ass. (Fringes was the first.) This blog is just me rambling so you shouldn't feel like it's anything more special than what it is. And that's not me being self-deprecating or looking for compliments, it's just truth. So please don't kick my ass.
Clarification: I threatened to beat the shit out of you. Technically, I can do that and still leave plenty of room for Scott to do what he needs to do.
All we are asking is for you to accept the compliments as the confidence-builders they are meant to be instead of deflecting them.
Once you start accepting the compliments without question, you'll start accepting how good you really are.
Fringes and Scott couldn't be more right, you have an unbelievable talent to be able to capture your thoughts and describe them in perfect detail here on this blog. You should believe in yourself and the people who are right. Keep up the amazing posts.
J
Seriously, you guys are making me cry. It's hard to accept that you may be good at something when you've had a lifetime of experiences that tell you you're not good at or for anything. I appreciate everyone's encouragement and I will live in fear of the promised ass-kickings.
And Anonymous, the credit for this post should go to you. Thank you.
Have I said this before?
I absolutely adore your writing.
Jeff, thank you. Once again, I appreciate your saying so. You don't want to kick my ass too, do you? It seems to be a trend these days.
You can call me Rand. Those were awesome pictures - take more anytime you like. Do you ever get over to the Battery and the whole "South of King" area? Love those lovely old homes, too. They may not hold much allure for the natives - too touristy, perhaps?
Rand it is then. I think all those old houses are beautiful and it makes me sad that people don't always appreciate them. Maybe on my next day off I'll take a trip down there and get some pictures for you.
someday when i am 70 I want to
be your neighbour and have the courage to travel alone to Europe.
I loved reading all these things
you love.
Anna, me too.
Lynn, that one was a long time coming but it's finally happened.
I am laughing at Lynn's comment
well mostly at myself LOL
I have often said there is nobody's
writing that inspires me to write more than mine. I love that!
As it should be.
Thank you for sharing your hopefulness and anticipation with us. Such a wonderful feeling.
I didn't realize how wonderful it was and once I did, I had to tell everyone.
I must agree with the consensus. Then again, I usually hate doing that so instead I will say in my very best Elmer Fudd typing voice.......That wuzzzzzz Vewy VEWWWWWWWYYYYYYYY nicely done. I really enjoy your writing so keep up the great work errrrrrr wuk(sorry Elmer)
Rob
Wow, no one's ever responded in an Elmer Fudd voice before. Bonus points to you. I just wish I still felt like this. A lot can change in a month. Like you can get your heart trampled into little bitty pieces. Not feeling the love so much anymore.
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