I have a friend. She is fearless. She will talk to anyone she comes across in day to day life and will always strike up conversations, asking them about themselves and learning more about them in 5 minutes than I would in a year. She has a way of making normal people feel that their unique stories are important.
I saw a man today. He was cutting up a tree trunk with a chainsaw. I passed him on the way to the post office. I passed him again on the way home. I saw the circles of fresh cut logs stacked into a wall behind him and I so wanted to stop and take a photo. But not while the man was there. Maybe later when he was finished and gone back inside.
I drove past him again as I dropped Sian to piano. The light was fading fast. He was still there, still cutting and stacking. The urge to stop and take a photo nagged and nagged at me. I found myself thinking of my friend. She would tell me to stop the car, to say hello and be brave. I passed him again on the way home. I slowed the car down, my heart pounded and my cheeks burned. As I pulled in I grabbed my phone and my courage and got out of the car before I could chicken out. He stopped cutting, looked at me approaching and stood there with a surprised looked on his face.
"I'm so embarrassed" I mumbled "I don't normally do this kind of thing" His eyes twinkled and he broke into a grin. I told him I am taking a photo a day for this year. I said I had been admiring the growing wall of logs and wanted to take a photo of it but that I had not wanted to stop while he was still there. I asked if I could take a photo. He laughed and said of course.
I'm so glad I stopped.
Glad I was brave.
Glad I followed my friends example.
Glad I'm not Henri when his wife comes home!
I would have assumed I had easily burned off the ice cream.
Surprisingly RunKeeper told me I'd burned 337 calories and the magnum wrapper told me I'd eaten....
I'm so late for this little tradition. During the month of May it is customary for Irish Catholics to make a May Altar. The children in the family go out and pick flowers each day to keep the altar looking pretty for the month in honour of Mary.
I've only made mine this week. It took minutes to put together but sometimes the to-do list gets overwhelmed with such a list of jobs that it makes me afraid to tackle them. A good day with the right attitude and energy can see so many things accomplished. Hopefully today will be one of them!
It has been four years now that I have been making a May Altar in our home. For many years before that I had fallen out of the habit but something happened in 2011 to change that. You can read the blog post "Tears and Gratitude" here...
Today is the official book launch for "Returning" written by my good friend Francesca Suters. It will be happening at our local Toronto Library from 5.30-7pm.
You can read more about Francesca here
Here is a small excerpt from her website to draw you in to this unique book....
Rita is 29, married to her soul mate and a mother to two adorable young daughters. She has always thought of a new year as a clean slate, but one New Year’s Day is a clean slate like no other, when Rita wakes up as her 16-year-old self, living her 16-year-old life.
Piero is a loner. The only recent exception to his solitude had been his close friendship with Rita’s sister until her sudden death. Now he finds himself instrumental in helping Rita make sense of the new direction her life has taken.
A thought-provoking story, Returning seamlessly invites the reader into both adult and teenage mindsets and tackles the what-ifs. What if you were able to live your teenage years with the wisdom of your adult mind? What if you met your partner at a different time? What if your regrets could be re-written?
I better go get making some cup-cakes for the launch party!
Oh, How true! I try so hard to keep mine burning bright!