ooooh i am so very excited to be swooping out to portland tomorrow morning. yes, yes i am. mostly excited. a tiny bit sad to be missing The Wedding and all the friends coming to chicago for the celebration. but only a tiny bit.
what is it about the left coast that evokes so much fantastical excitement? i guess it's been built up in my brain as the earthly Promised Land since i was a kid. dad always wanted to "move out west" and we frequented the stretch between san fran and seattle a few times on vacation. he was in love with it. i suppose part of me just feels connected to him when i am west. the quaking beauty of moutains and forests and oceans and lakes - my dad's portrait of heaven. and so, i guess, sometimes maybe i think i'll see him there. creepy?
well! i don't want to be creepy. this blog was supposed to be funny and encouraging and inspiring, wasn't it?
well here's something funny and encouraging and inspiring to read since my blog has been a bit maudlin these last few posts:
what my 3,000 pound steer has taught me about faith, by jon katz
xoxo
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I sent that Jon Katz piece to Rev. Moses Butcher to enjoy because I loved it so much.
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