almost there.

I am so close to spring break that I can taste it... yet still much to do.

but I thought this was worth noting.

I talked to my mom earlier today. a few months ago I handed her "a severe mercy" and I said: please please read this.

she's so busy with teaching & all that it has taken her a while to get to "the good stuff." but today on the phone she told me that this past weekend when she and my dad were at the beach, she decided to read it aloud on the car ride back. she said that she started crying at one part.

I finished reading it sometime in september after lindsay suggested I read it. I remember sitting down by a pier on the potomac, just sitting on the ground and weeping. I was crying so much I had to force myself to stop so that I could keep going... the pages were so blurry but I wiped my eyes over and over and persisted.

two things:
1. crying outside... in nature... is highly recommended by me. I think usually, when I get upset, it's done in my bedroom. I mean, there's nothing wrong with that. but it's just so sad when you really think about it. crying, by yourself? Crying in general is such a vulnerable thing. but crying outside doesn't feel sad. it feels natural. maybe because my 'mother earth' tendencies just think nature is beautiful. so laugh all you want. I cry. and I think nature is beautiful. so whatever. I'm judging myself now, I think. ha.
2. I loved that my mom cried in the same book as me! as soon as she said it, I felt a bond to her. Okay maybe that's a lie. I already feel bonded to her. I mean, she's my mom. She birthed me, if you know what I mean. but it was nice to feel that comfort of connecting with her in a different way. it was a lovely moment.

okay. back to work. paige-- no more status messages-- I can't monitor your facebook behavior. ha (: