“To love. To be loved. To never forget your own insignificance. To never get used to the unspeakable violence and the vulgar disparity of life around you. To seek joy in the saddest places. To pursue beauty to its lair. To never simplify what is complicated or complicate what is simple. To respect strength, never power. Above all, to watch. To try and understand. To never look away. And never, never, to forget.”― Arundhati Roy.
My parents have been in town with us for three weeks now. It has been everything I was expecting and much more. My house feels full, the -good- full. I feel so happy with them around. In our family, we talk a lot. Some times I feel we talk too much. So, lots of talking around here these days; lots of good conversations-, and lots of everything else; good food, memories, outings, photos, laugh, fights (yep, that too) and much more (like in an infomercial). It has been a blessing to have my parents here. It has been amazing for our son to share this time with them. They will be with us one more week and we will try to make the best out of it. I know my heart will be broken to see them leave but I guess I will focus on the next trip and the next time we all will see each other again. Some photos with grandma and grandpa and our days together, simple but great days together. around New Glaurus, WI. Blurry one. a beautiful evening at Picnic Point in Madison, WI. P...