Another well-done and character-driven mystery. The wealthy parents of three siblings is found murdered and as the book unfolds, we get the backstory and perspective of each kid and their caretaker to see if we can figure out who did it. Even though none of the characters are likable, with the exception of the father, none of them felt comically evil to me and I could totally see any of them doing it. I enjoyed the time I spent with this one.
I thought I wasn’t going to like this book as it sounded like it wouldn’t be my cup of tea but I decided to try it anyway and I ended up liking it. I got attached to Lucien and Sophie as they navigated their lives and loneliness and the questions around memory and what we remember, what we wish we remembered, and what we wish we could forget. An interesting read.
A fantastic literary mystery that is about a small-town where a black woman goes missing and a bunch of money is embezzled at the local plant. Boady, a fifteen year old boy living with his single mom, starts befriending the son of the new black family that moves into the neighborhood. The book tackles issues around being in a small town, racism, and what it means to grow up in a town like that. The mystery is there but this book is so much more than that. Fantastic read.
There are so many moments in every single day and I experience so much. Anxiety, stress, exhaustion, elation, joy, celebration, pride, sorrow, frustration, love and more. I find that there days where I have small moments of each of these.
I have long been a fan of Tara Brach and have read all her books and listened to many many of her class recordings from years ago.
Last week, I discovered a “new to me” book called “Trusting the Gold” which has some of her practices and each of them were profound and helpful to me.
In one chapter she talks about Zen master Sono who was known to lead people to enlightenment by using the affirmation “thank you for everything; I have no complaints whatsoever.”
I loved this so much that I added a daily reminder to my calendar at 2pm with the exact phrase. And every day since when it pops up, I smile and say it out loud to myself.
It’s been an excellent way to ground myself and remind myself of the way I want to be in the world.
I miss the sand under my toes and the ocean washing over me.
Last day of vacation today. Let’s see if I can carry over this zen feeling into work. At least this is no meeting week so I expect things to be quiet and that will help.
I feel very quiet right now in my head and I am really thankful for it. I feel grateful and present and slow in a good way. I tend to rush through things and try to do as much as possible in my day. I tend to stress about things going differently than planned. I worry all the time about small annoyances of daily life. About having to return packages, making appointments, etc.
Right now, I am not worried about anything. Just being here, now, I am enjoying being in the backyard with the sun in my face and the blankets on my lap as I breathe the fresh air.
And I know there’s a strong chance tomorrow I will be hectic again, frustrated with the small things, annoyed with myself for trying to please people, and disappointed in myself for letting people down. I will be stressed and overwhelmed.
So I want to remember this moment here, now. This serenity is rare for me and I know that documenting it will help me pause and remember.
I have been off work for a week and three days. I have one more day off tomorrow and then I’ll be back to meetings and emails and more.
In the meantime, I’ve managed to really wind down and have been doing a lot of mindless art while I listen to books. I’ve also been reading and exercising.
And that’s it.
It’s been really nice to slow all the way down and to empty my mind. I don’t know how quicky things will fill up again once Wednesday comes and in the meantime I am just enjoying being here now.
Today was the last day of summer. Tomorrow we wake up at 6 and get a new school year started. 7th and 11th grades. Yet another reminder of how quickly time passes.
Here’s to an excellent school year, full of friendship and joy and learning and curiosity. Here’s to not getting sick and not having to be remote. Here’s to classes that are interesting and teachers who are one of a kind.
I love that my kids go to a school they love, have friends they enjoy and teachers who love teaching.
We are almost at September. Just a few more days and then it’s the last quarter of this year.
September feels like the beginning of a new year with the kids going back to school, transitions and new routines and my birthday.
It’s an opportunity to step back and assess what’s working and what’s not. To adjust my routine, my perspective, and my goals.
2021 is not over yet. Every single day I get to choose who I want to be and what I want my life to look like. It’s never too late and never too early. It’s always just the right moment to do whatever it is I want to do.
Both of the kids went to school today for orientation. It was the first time they were at school since March 2020.
As I dropped off my younger son, I felt both excited and anxious. I was happy to have him finally see some of his friends in person. And I also know that many kids are already getting sick now that they are back at school. My older one took public transportation so that also comes with risk.
I am still grateful that they got to go and be with their friends at school for a few hours. A tiny version of normalcy is still better than what the last year has been like. And I really really hope that as they fully return to school, on Monday, they can both be safe and healthy and one step closer to thriving.
