I have always been a collector. When I was small, I would keep little notes or trinkets from a happy day just so that I wouldn’t forget it. The thought of forgetting days or moments worth remembering was more than my little heart could bear. Although I’ve moved a ba-jillion times (more on that later), I keep lugging that green bin of memories from place to place because its filled with the stuff and the journals I used to keep track of life along the way. Some things don’t change, just the methods. Now I find myself collecting pictures, recipes, books and inspirations both visual and spiritual. This blog is a place for me to collect all those things in my life I want to remember. I’m still trying to write life down, attempting to live a life worth writing down along the way.
Now back to that moving thing. In the eight years we have been married, Matt and I have moved about ten times, most recently from Chicago to Portland, with a six-month stint in Olympia, WA. With never ending strands of loosey-goosey plans, I have been a daily devotee to breathing in life, savoring the little things and not getting caught up in what came before or what lies ahead. Never has there been a time when I have had more practice in being present to Now. I like how my daughter’s book says it, “The past is sailing off to sea, the future’s fast asleep. A day is all you have to be, it’s all you get to keep.” (Full text below) Now is really all we ever have and I intend to make the most of it.
I find myself most content when reading a good book, enjoying beautiful surroundings outdoors, learning more about simple and whole foods, cooking that food, traveling to interesting places both near and far, scouring antique shops and flea markets, imagining and creating lovely spaces, getting organized, writing my thoughts, capturing life through my camera, serving others in my community but most of all, spending time with my husband, my kids and our other family and friends.
So long for now,