Monday, July 13, 2009

You Keep Going



Getting off the bus this morning I thought about someone's statement about the hours we work, the pace of it all. I don't pretend to deny it, it does feel quite heavy some days, our schedules split in two, one of us coming when the other one's going, but it's reminded me of this: you keep on. That's the secret - the one you might miss at first - you keep going, getting up, riding the bus, tying the ties, packing the lunches. And soon, it becomes a little beautiful, the habit of it all, the habit of being, and soon the knotting of silk becomes almost as lovely in its ritual ceremony as the church bells in an old city square. Soon, the pace of the walk to and fro, the hellos and goodbyes to others in their own routines are just as joyful as the laughs that punctuate the day. The laughs get us through, no doubt about that, but the rhythms, oh, the rhythms move us forward.

6 comments:

Brandi and Chelle's mom said...

If more people could understand this.

K A R I™ said...

Love the picture of Andrew

your friend said...

i miss you friend. i wish i could see you. even if it was just for a glass of wine.

l o v e l y d e s i g n said...

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TA Z. said...

"Still, life had a way of adding day to day."

miss you!

denise said...

I wish I could see it this way, but the percentage of our lives we spend away from our loved ones often seems so sad, to me. Sigh...