I'm the first one to admit that I love proverbs and idioms and overuse them. I'm this way undoubtedly because my mother was not a native English speaker and was always saying things like "the squeaky wheel gets the oil..." or "waiting for godot..." Growing up, half the time I had no idea what she was talking about. Some phrases I still can't decipher ("I guess it's just you and me bosco").
Last week, for a few mornings in a row, I was driving to work and the full moon was setting in front of me and the rising sun was burning orange in my rearview mirror. I can't stop thinking about the image. I was actually experiencing an end and a beginning. And I know beginnings and endings coincide all the time, but I guess when it involves components of our solar system it is way more dramatic. Maybe it was the universe's way of telling me to work a little harder to find the sun in my rearview, even when it doesn't seem possible.
"When one door closes, another opens."
Martina, this is a beautiful entry. You're a great writer and I'm glad I get the chance to have more insight into your (and Maia's) lives- especially hearing about your mom. Thanks for sharing.
ReplyDeleteRebecca (Maia's friend who loves your dogs) :)