Continuity
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Ordinary Life, Noticed | When “I’m Still Here” Is the Accomplishment
November can make the world look like it has stopped trying. The trees are mostly bare. The growing has ended, and the flowers are gone. The birds aren’t nearly as busy. Some of the wildlife that became part of my daily routine has become less predictable. If I judged the landscape only by what I… Continue reading
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Ordinary Life, Noticed | What the Fallen Leaves Continue
Today, Hadley is nine. She is nine. I am still trying to decide exactly when that happened because I am fairly certain she was much smaller about five minutes ago. Today is also Carter’s birthday. They were born in different years, but shared the same October 5 birthday. Hadley and Carter shared more than a… Continue reading
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Ordinary Life, Noticed | What Remains While Everything Changes
I think I used to confuse continuity with sameness. If something continued, I assumed it should keep looking roughly the way it always had. I expected the same people, routines, traditions, places, and version of life. There is something comforting about sameness. We know what to expect. But the puddle is making a fairly convincing… Continue reading
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Ordinary Life, Noticed | The Rhythm That Keeps Going
Today is my sister Julie’s birthday. Birthdays have a way of making us stop and count time. Another year, another trip around the sun, and another number added to the story. We celebrate birthdays as individual days, but of course that isn’t really where the growing happens. It happens in all the days between them.… Continue reading