Oh, I'm up way too late after a full day. After school I HAD to work on the school newspaper (it's so hard and challenging!) and then I had my parent/student book club tonight. I got home at 9 pm. I'm thinking about some lovely things though and I don't care that I will pay for this small energy burst tomorrow. Yikes. Anyway, thank you so much for stopping by!
Below is a book Bill just read and he kindly placed it on one of my many stacks. I'll tell you about it soon.
The following quote reminds me of my great need and craving to write in journals. I hop around from journal to journal sometimes. I don't recommend this. Smile. What do you think of this quote?
"Let yourself go. Pull out from the depth those thoughts that you do not understand and spread them out in the sunlight and know the meaning of them." E.M. Forster
The book above is a quickie devotional with just the right amount of lines for processing the wisdom. So, I really like sharing my journals. I used to be so very private, but I'm growing more "okay" with sharing. I like it when I notice changes in my thinking and shifts in my fears. I'm thankful for small improvements. Smile.
The other day during reading time at school, I was wishing for my Lark Rise to Candleford book. I don't like to take it to school because I might leave it there and then when I want to get all English-y at home I wouldn't have it at the ready. Carolyn from Love Stitching Red thinks she'd like to hear my fake British accent so she can have some laughs, by the way.
So, I pulled Little Women off the shelf because those little women were so NICE and said such happy things, you know. I found a glorious passage about Marmee. Since it is our USA Mother's Day on Sunday, I thought I would share it with you.
"Glad to find you so merry, my girls," said a cheery voice at the door, and actors and audience turned to welcome a tall, motherly lady, with a "can-I-help-you" look about her which was truly delightful. She was not elegantly dressed, but a noble-looking woman, and the girls thought the gray cloak and unfashionable bonnet covered the most splendid mother in the world."
~Little Women by Louisa May Alcott