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tears and fears and feeling proud :: it’s life’s illusions I recall

July 15, 2014 13 Comments

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It’s not often that I wish I’d paid closer attention in my high school physics class.

And yet, on a morning when the air is so thick and muggy that I have the car’s A/C running and the itty-bit-but-just-enough stream of raindrops require some windshield wiper action but I still can’t see — am thinking a more comprehensive understanding of glass properties i.e. the hot to cold ratio for clarity might serve me well.

Possibly.

It can also be fun to drift about in a soft fog– and yes, I am prone to such behavior, but while driving a car? Probably not recommended.

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birthday girl is on the left in first photo, on right in second
This weekend I drove north to my hometown to celebrate my niece’s 30th birthday. We had nothing but blue skies and sunshine; nothing to cloud my vision.  Well, unless you count tears– but who in this house counts tears?
Ollie and Daisy are taking the Fifth it seems and have no reply for me.

A better representation of how it looked (and felt)

Yes, I call her my baby girl.  No, she is not my child — I was there from the moment she was born and she changed my life for the better– and so she will always be my baby girl.

On Sunday, we went over to Boston College and walked the labyrinth which was so fabulous. A replica of the labyrinth at Chartres!  Who knew? Well, aside from my sister who brought us there . .

Proof yet again, there are things right around the corner for you to discover — right now!

Two of my favorite moments of the weekend:

one, on Saturday, I came into the sunroom where my brother was reading. I had a book in my hand and was looking for a quiet place to read.  We exchanged hellos– and then both of us dropped into our own reading worlds.  It was so lovely to be reading in the same space with him.  I know that must sound utterly weird.  I never see him– why wouldn’t we be having a big conversation?  But this was far more connected, for me– anyway, to share sacred space.

two, similar to the first — I came down Sunday morning with my book.  Got a coffee and headed out into the back yard where my sister, brother-in-law, and my niece’s friend (in the photo above, who is like a niece to me) were all on the patio reading.  I joined them.

There was a a breeze, once in a while you’d hear a car go down the street and birdsong– but other than that– the quiet of reading in a circle of kindred– the beauty of home.

Sacrilege! (I took a selfie on the path)

bisous, e

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  1. lizardek says

    July 15, 2014 at 7:01 pm

    There is something very special about reading in the same room as a sibling

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  2. Elizabeth Duvivier says

    July 15, 2014 at 7:32 pm

    I KNEW you<------- would get this!!!

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  3. Megsie says

    July 16, 2014 at 1:51 am

    I completely agree…reading in the same space is magic. We had “book club” when the kids were little, and now it happens spontaneously. I LOVE IT. Love to you as well…xoxoxo

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  4. eSeN says

    July 16, 2014 at 2:04 am

    Oh, your weekend sounds like bliss! Reading with people in companionable silence…I'm so envious!

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  5. Elizabeth Duvivier says

    July 16, 2014 at 12:02 pm

    'companionable silence' ! yes– love that expression . . . thanks for sharing it xo

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  6. Elizabeth Duvivier says

    July 16, 2014 at 12:03 pm

    book club with the kids– you are the coolest– so fun! hope your summer is getting YOU some loose and easy space in your days. . . xoxooxox

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  7. michelle gd says

    July 16, 2014 at 12:40 pm

    after reading this, i am left with…beautiful and quiet.

    such a gift to read with others in a space like that.

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  8. Elizabeth Duvivier says

    July 16, 2014 at 2:31 pm

    ohh so glad– was feeling like I was so weird and now I see, yet again– there are others like me! woot!!

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  9. Laura m says

    July 16, 2014 at 7:41 pm

    Sigh. Am I a nerd? I almost teared up at the title of your post….of course I recognize it and it is one more sign that I always come to the right place and your blog is home. I work with a fantastic health coach and she's mentioned more than once that it is possible to find your “people” on-line…and it is OK if that is where they are. I never quite got that, but wow…she was so right. When I first started reading your blog, I felt a little intimidated…you share so much of what I want to feel/be/do for myself. I, in case you haven't noticed, am pretty insecure. However, one thing I sense about you is that you are real. One thing I know about myself is that I am real too….it is one thing I am certain of, so it seems like such a good starting place and I just realized all of this now! I wrote before about feeling “in” and to come here and see a post with words I know the tune to? You cannot imagine. Love. love. love. love.

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  10. Elizabeth Duvivier says

    July 16, 2014 at 9:24 pm

    oh wow! well, welcome– first of all and I do understand this– I really do. I started blogging SO long ago— my old blog was called bluepoppy (http://bluepoppy.omworks.com) and it never occurred to me when I began that I would make such soul connections with people all over the world– but I have! it really does happen and I hope you meet many more people that help you to feel welcome and grounded!! xoxoxo, e

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  11. Elizabeth Duvivier says

    July 16, 2014 at 9:27 pm

    also– do you still live in Wisconsin? I went to college in Appleton . . . xo

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  12. Candace says

    July 22, 2014 at 2:26 pm

    I”m go glad you had so much fun with your family. I think it's nice sometimes to be able to just 'be” and not have to be talking or 'doing' something, but rather just enjoy the company. And I know this has absolutely nothing to do with your post, but those are really cute sandals 😉

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  13. Anonymous says

    August 24, 2014 at 4:22 am

    nice post & groovy sandals. xo

    Diane

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