by Sarah Morgan on December 6, 2008
Hey, incidentally, 16 more posts till I hit 1,000. Think I’ll make it by the end of 2008? And what do I get if I do?
I’ve never been able to understand why anyone needs drugs, legal or illegal, to feel better. And after the day I’ve just had, I can’t imagine that they could be anywhere near as good.
Two of my fabulous friends from work and I participated in a Habitat for Humanity Women Build all day today. We got to spend the day outside in the fresh air and sunshine, warming ourselves up in the freezing cold and getting filthy dirty by hauling buckets of rocks and raking gravel and digging trenches and tarring a foundation. And we got to do it right alongside the amazing woman whose house we were building. It was an absolutely unbelievable experience (even apart from getting mistaken for a high-school student, which would have made my day all by itself). I can’t wait wait to volunteer for Habitat again.
And then I got to go to the hospital and talk to Tracy . And I guess all there is to say about that is - even when one of you is only blinking and nodding and shrugging - two weeks ago that I wasn’t sure whether I would ever have a conversation with my friend again.
I can’t express how much I needed a day like this. I am so, so grateful and happy.
by Sarah Morgan on November 27, 2008
I’m giving thanks this year for health, for family, for friends, for all the blessings that humble me every day.
Not least of which is that I can express myself and have people care about it, and I can’t begin to tell you what that means.
Here’s a great post about Thanksgiving that I found through Britt (whom knowing is one of my many blessings).
But while I am grateful for so much, I continue to pray, very, very hard, for Tracy. I know religion isn’t for everyone, but if you believe, whatever you believe, please think of her and her family. They are fighting so hard right now, and they need all of it - love, prayers, karma, positive energy.
Wishing you a happy day spent with the people that you are lucky enough to get to love.
by Sarah Morgan on November 12, 2008
Sometimes I feel bad for quoting from Patti so much. But if it’s the best there is - and it is - y’all deserve the best, right? So, then. Recently she wrote about a bit of poetry written by her daughter. I’ll let you read it …
…and now you’ll see why it’s been in my head.
My heart needs hopes and dreams.
I don’t think there’s anything much truer than that.
As a general temperament, I tend to be happy, but also with life in particular, because, well, I’m lucky - blessed, fortunate - whatever word you like.
But that’s not enough. At least, that’s not the end of the story. I don’t mean that it’s not important to be happy, to pay attention to all the beautiful moments in the day. If you don’t do that, you’re missing the point of life, I think. But if that was all , we really might as well be house cats. You can’t just sit in a patch of sun all day. There has to be a goal line - and not just one but lots of them.
People say life is a journey, but it’s more than that. It’s a journey to a destination, and really it’s more like an ongoing round-the-world trip, with one destination after another. Or at least that’s what I want. I don’t ever want to stop figuring out what my hops and drems are, figuring out how to win them, finding more.
Thank you, small Tess, for making me think about such important things today.
