Saturday, September 8, 2007

Here the Frailest Leaves of Me


Walt Whitman wrote, "Here the frailest leaves of me and yet my strongest lasting . . ." I find that it is amazingly true of my own life. I feel like my emotions are my weakness, and yet, they provide me with the strength to keep going. I think that if I couldn't rely on my own emotions to forge a path that is true to myself I would feel so lost and empty. As you can probably tell, I am in a serious and contemplative mood. I spent the day with my sister-in-law, Liz, who is 26 today. We walked into downtown Naperville to get iced tea from Starbucks, a cake mix from Williams-Sonoma, and some odds and ends at Walgreens. It was a lovely day to be out walking, soaking in some much needed sunshine, and enjoying time with Liz. After our walk we made our beehive bundt cake for Gloria's party tomorrow and visited. I actually showered, ate lunch with two hands, and got most of my laundry done in one day! This is an incredible feat and was only possible because Liz was there.


I have decided that


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