-Joining Ginny today-
I’ve been working on a shawl based on a pattern from Tonia’s blog many, many moons ago. It’s a gift and I’m afraid I won’t finish it in time…even though the event is still two months away. It takes for-ev-er. Two rows and thirty minutes later, you’ve only gained half an inch. I think I’m beginning to understand what Ginny means. It’s made of a lovely soft bamboo yarn in gray-brown from my stash. I lost the label three years ago. (Yes, it is really taking me that long.)
I just finished The Paris Wife: A Novel. It is beautiful and devastating, telling the fictionalized story of Ernest Hemingway’s first wife. One of the lines that has stayed with me actually happens in the prologue before the story begins.
He often said he’d died in the war, just for a moment; that his soul had left his body like a silk handkerchief, slipping out and levitating over his chest. It had returned without being called back, and I often wondered if writing for him was a way of knowing his soul was there after all, back in its place.
Somehow, writing feels a bit that way to me too. But oh, how I think most young mothers and twenty somethings can see themselves in Hadley at some point or other. I have a feeling this one will join the canon of literature That Must Be Read in College in twenty years.
I’ve also been reading through Simplicity Parenting and Daring Greatly: How the Courage to Be Vulnerable Transforms the Way We Live, Love, Parent, and Lead. I’m not usually one to read more than one book at a time…I usually read one straight thru cover to cover before I start in on the next one, but these two are challenging in good ways. I’m finding I need to leave one to the side and think awhile and pick up the other one. They fit together well in that respect. I have so much to learn. So much to let go of.
All in all, I am deeply grateful to be reading deep good stuff again. There was an odd time in the dregs of the dark years that I couldn’t read at all (for many reasons) and I felt the grief of that loss. Literature has always been a favorite companion and I felt the loss of it when it slipped away for a while. It is lovely to feel it all come home.