Just Write 157

October 14, 2014

This is the back corner of the coffee shop where I love to write. Jenna is coming soon.

There is nothing like a friend who has known you since you were five.

While I put the creamer in my dark roast, up front, a “Hi, Heather” came from behind me. I turned to see a high school teacher of mine, from all those years ago. I have no idea how so many of these people around this small hometown look the same. Hardly aged. Does Minnesota country air do something good for those that choose a healthy lifestyle? I’m pretty sure there’s something to that.

Yesterday was a hard day. I don’t know, there’s just a lot of stress. And I stopped at Goodwill to look for more vintage for the walls at the Cre8tive Escape because our Grand Opening is this Thursday and oh yeah, no we’re totally not ready. Like that kind of “not ready” that means if I wake up in the night I have trouble shutting down my brain. It wants to list all the things left to do and add new ones. It’s so silly, how you wake up in the morning and roll your eyes and feel like you aren’t even that worried about that brain list but Night Person thought you were.

Anyway. I was at Goodwill and I was walking in all hurried and brain-listing and this girl was up by the door, her arms spread wide like she was receiving, and her face was turned to the autumn sun. She shouted, so loud, WHAT A GOOD DAY TO BE ALIVE!! She was just there, walking in to shop, and stopped to soak up the day, celebrate it, praise it right out loud.

The stress in me flew out on the wind with her words.

I watched the boys walking into school when I dropped them off this morning. In the drizzling rain. Miles hopped out of the van and immediately took off his hat, started smashing down mussy hair with his palm, over and over as he walked. He said something to Asher and Asher looked up and said something back, like he was ok-ing the hair. Then he took off his hat and started in it as they walked side by side. Two boys who suddenly care about their hair before seeing their friends. It was just too much, something about this. The way they checked each other out for approval and it was helping, but it was also sad, in the way that letting go can be. You look great, loves. Always. Just you being you. I promise. 

I got choked up and Elsie asked from her seat if I was going to cry. (These poor kids with their sensitive mother always noticing.) No, Honey. I’m okay. I was just watching Brothers and I love them so much. 

A few seconds later she started to laugh, as we went over those rumble bumps that remind you to slow down. She said it tickled. Then we drove on and she started laughing when there were no rumble bumps and I asked, What now, silly head?

The trees are funny! 

Then we both laughed and laughed, because giddiness is contagious, and it’s rainy and chilly but it’s a good day to be alive.

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Kate October 14, 2014 at 8:39 am

As you write about laughing, I can see your face, your wide smile and sparkling eyes and it makes me miss you a heck of a lot. I read of your good work in your tiny town and I love that you’re reaching out and spreading your gentle creativity with those around you. Your journey is a hard one these days, but I know you’re heading uphill again, and soon the view from the path will be better, brighter. Just lead with that smile, my friend.

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Kat October 14, 2014 at 9:24 am

Aww. This just chokes me up.
I’ve been trying to do this more often. Soak up random moments. Notice the little things. Appreciate the giggles and the sunshine and the leaves and the smiles and the little nuances that make up our day. Seek joy.
This post sums it all up.
Love it.
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Diana Trautwein October 14, 2014 at 4:06 pm

Love, love this. Ooh, yeah. Got me smiling big over here on the cloudy west coast. And yes, we’re dang grateful for these clouds – praying they’ll release some badly needed moisture.
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