This was in the diary before the ‘blogging sabbatical’, so today I have the pleasure of announcing that I’m at the lovely Cara Strickland’s blog. She has a series, de{tales} on how the details of life can reveal the big things, a little like the concrete words series I did a while back, so I’m writing a little segment of my love story, and how a pair of sunglasses changed my life.
We think we know the momentous and portentous events of our lives, because we have them mapped out with the big things – proposals, births, funerals – but love and grief have their own rules, and they funnel their potency into the little details, the ordinary objects of life, so that we are caught unawares by our emotion even whilst we are going about our daily business. I had thrown my head back and delightedly nodded my ‘yes’ to Jon’s proposal without hesitating for a second, because it had seemed like the most natural thing in the world, and yet here I was, holding a pair of sunglasses, undone by the heft of the sunglasses and the weight of marriage.
It’s a good ‘un. Won’t you come with me there?
I can’t get to this great post anymore… maybe you can post it here on your blog in it’s total… such a great story.
Tanya,
Here I am once again reading an old favorite post of mine and it means as much if not more the second time around.
Those that love us make us.
It’s a really special one for me.
Tanya,
An awesome story. Love is woven into the ordinary moments of our lives.
Thank you, Mark! I’m gonna try and look out for Love woven in to the moments of my life today. 🙂