What does one do when one is home, trying to keep her family safe, fed, and sane while also trying to finish her last 3 weeks of grad school? Why start a blog, of course! One of the things that this stay-at-home order has gotten me thinking about is my old blog, that I loved and abandoned years ago. Back then I had sweet baby boys who didn't care if their photos were shared on mom's blog; in fact they though it was pretty great. But now, at 17, 15, and 11, I respect their right to privacy and they will only appear here if I have their permission. I guess I'll have to learn to write about other things (although my boys will always be my favorite topic). I've never liked facebook or any other social media, but this is a time for us luddites to embrace the technology of connection. And so, instead of working on my final thesis, I am here, trying to establish a connection or leave my mark. Something.
Enchanted Flowerpots is the title of a chapter from my favorite childhood book, Little Witch, by Anna Elizabeth Bennett. It is a book I return to in times like this when I need comfort. And I think we all feel like the enchanted flowerpots right now: children who were cast under a spell and turned into flowerpots, forced to sit in the windowsill and look out as the world went on without them.
This particular enchanted flowerpot is truly grateful for all the nurses, doctors, respiratory therapists, custodians, grocery clerks, mail workers, and everyone else out there keeping us healthy and fed. From the bottom of my heart, thank you.
So happy you are reconnecting in this way! Love the name and the story behind it.
ReplyDeleteThank you so much :-) And thanks for reading & commenting on all my posts. I was a little nervous coming back to this world, so much has changed. That book is so special to me, I must have read it a hundred times to escape those rough years. I found a copy at a library book sale a few years ago & it is a prized possession now. Love you!
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