oh we can be heroes, just for one day….

On one of my many books-to-read lists, sat The Perks of being a Wallflower by Stephen Chbosky.
I got it off a “books everyone should read list,” which is funny because this book has been on the banned book list.
I am never for banning books. However, I do understand a parent’s concern with a coming-of-age story like this, where there is sexual content and drug use. The truth is, teenagers have sex and do drugs, or are, at least, exposed to both.
I don’t think the book glorifies either, I just think it’s a depiction of the life of a teenager named Charlie, who has some issues and is just trying to find his way.

My thoughts…
I loved that the book is written in diary-like letters. I loved Charlie’s insight. I loved Charlie.
His story felt real…
and complex…
and sad…
and hopeful.


“Dear friend,
I feel great! I really mean it. I have to remember this for the next time I’m having a terrible week. Have you ever done that? You feel really bad, and then it goes away, and you don’t know why. I try to remind myself when I feel great like this that there will be another terrible week coming someday, so I should store up as many great details as I can, so during the next terrible week, I can remember those details and believe that I’ll feel great again. It doesn’t work a lot, but I think it’s very important to try.”

welcome to this place….

there’s just something about babies, isn’t there?

the freshness…
the newness…
the little fingers and toes…
the joy.

this little person is going to be a big person someday.
so much to learn and discover…
the wonder of this great big world to such a small fellow…
growing.

and i’ve just decided that growing isn’t the right word…
becoming… becoming is the right word.
he won’t just be growing…
he’ll be becoming.

i can’t wait to see what he’ll become.


come and rest your bones with me

Currently I’m……

reading… The Girl Who Loved Tom Gordon by Stephen King.
playing… the radio on my bluetooth speaker that has flashing lights… fancy.
watching… ‘What We Do In The Shadows’… the complete first season.
trying… to avoid the to-do list.
cooking… bbq chicken in the crockpot… it’s football season for crying out loud.
eating… dill dip with potato chips.
drinking… not enough water.
calling… my dad to remind him of the Bengals’ starting time.
texting… with my granddaughter… isn’t technology awesome?
pinning… an October photo challenge list.
crafting… wild ideas in my head… i’m an idea factory.
doing… my best to stay in the vortex.
going… to follow through.
loving… fall weather… crisp mornings and sunny afternoons.
discovering… there’s enough time in the day.
enjoying… conversations with my kids.
thinking… isn’t life grand?
feeling… everything is working out for me.
celebrating… the phases of life.

so well read

I just finished Night of Miracles by Elizabeth Berg.
loved!
cried!

Beautifully written, Night of Miracles is simply a story of how lives are interwoven,
and how the smallest of things turn into miracles.
It’s a story of community…
friendship…
love and loss…
and the meaning of life itself.


“When Lucille was a girl, a carnival came to town one summer and they had a ride called the whirligig. You sat in some wooden contraption that jerked you here, there and everywhere. One minute you’d be going forward, the next backward, or sideways or tilted over so far you thought you might fall out. It was never still and you had no idea what might come next. That’s life. You’re born, and then you get a ride on the whirligig.”







*The Story of Arthur Truluv is the first book in this series, and although you don’t have to read it to know what’s going on, I think it’s just as endearing and charming as Night of Miracles.