Life has a certain uncertainty.
The man sitting in the chair, at a table, lets his right hand rest gently on the edge of the book he is reading. The fingers of his left hand slide down the page marking the lines that his eyes sweep across, back and forth, slowly. My father looks no different than the man he was one year ago, yet he is. He decodes beautifully. He reads with fluency. His cadence is spot on. Yet when asked what he has just read, he has difficulty recalling. My father suffered a brain bleed back in January, this brain bleed resulted in a fall, one of three that he experienced a five month period. His physical scars healed, but the ones we could not see have been the most damaging.
Life has a certain uncertainty,
but reading is a constant.
Life has a certain uncertainty,
but reading is a constant.
There are choices we make and choices that are made for us. There are things we can control and things we cannot control. In a time of certain uncertainty and lack of control, I am controlling what I can – I have reorganized all the books in my house – meaning I have touched at least 1,000 books. It's like gardening, each bookcase is being weeded and pruned and books are being moved and planted elsewhere. I am keeping the books safe since I am unable to guarantee the safety of my children (who are off at college) or my father or any of the people I love. I am spending time with my most prized possessions – after the people in my life (especially my children and husband) - books. We are Book-ish as you know!
Life has a certain uncertainty,
but reading is a constant.
I am in the sandwich generation, caring for both my children and my parents. Am I the bread or the filling? I don't know, but all I am certain of is that this sandwich is held together with a thick schmear of love and a very large #bookstack. In a time of certain uncertainty, after the love of family and friends, there is but one constant, the written word.
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I love this
ReplyDeleteI am in the sandwich generation, caring for both my children and my parents. Am I the bread or the filling? I don't know, but all I am certain of is that this sandwich is held together with a thick schmear of love and a very large #bookstack. In a time of certain uncertainty, after the love of family and friends, there is but one constant, the written word.
Have a wonderful holiday season, you deserve it :)
Thank you! And you as well!
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ReplyDeleteYour constant of books and family is beautiful. It is wonderful that your dad has his friends in books and poems. Sounds like he has also had a hand in creating that "bookish" family of yours. You're giving me ideas about my family situation too. Books are a constant. We are bookish too.Thanks for the reminder to cultivate that with the old and the young in our lives.
Thank you. Writing has been helping! :)
DeleteLovely post!
ReplyDeleteThank you!
DeleteI never thought about being the filling of the sandwich as a grown adult with a child and with parents, who thankfully don't yet need my care. That's an analogy I will hold on to.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful post, Jennifer.
Thank you, Stacy!
DeleteThis is lovely. You're right, life does have a certain uncertainty, doesn't it? Books help us through all our days. I've been reading Still Writing: The Perils and Pleasures of a Creative Life, by Dani Shapiro, and she says this about reading: "When I start my day with [a book], my day is made instantly brighter." Thanks for sharing!
ReplyDeleteI love this! I may make it part of my next round of Nerdlutions!
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