back in nebraska.
plans to stay a while.
working at the shop
again with my dad.
the grain solid beneath my fingertips
the muscles regaining consciousness
as the tools find their way back into my hands.
a loose joint is tightened
furniture finds solace with a fresh coat of stain.
home is where the heart is….
but with so many places
the division’s tangible–
sifting through a wide sieve.
this thing we have–
you and me.
will take more
than this distance
to stop the beat of my heart.
as a reminder.
this beautiful girl with me on the swing (left) is getting married.
i have learned a lot over the past few years about being an older sister. with a three year gap between all of us, i was always the first into the older venues of life: make-up, music, high school etc. this lent itself to slightly being “cool” to my younger siblings, but i definitely stretched the gap (now mp’s the cool one). i was a bit of a recluse during middle and high school when it came to being home–i loved reading, organizing, decorating–on my own. i also didn’t always appreciate the “youth” of my siblings and saw it more as an annoyance. it is slightly strange when siblings grow up and the plateau is no longer sloped, but an even field. this is what i have been learning: to see/treat these women as new friends/sisters and not younger siblings. as my mother always said, you can always gain/lose friends, but your sisters are always going to be in your life. she was right of course.
i am so excited for this almost newly-wedded friend!
in light of christmas being around the corner and therefore nebraska travels being around the corner, here are a few posts i have read in recent passing that encompass some of my feelings about the “flyover” state i call home.
“Out here, people aren’t afraid of feeling small. The “I’m really important and don’t have a second to waste not being on my iPhone” ego is swept aside by an appreciation of the bigger picture. A picture painted by massive skies touching the flat land. There’s enough room for imagination to breathe deeply. And enough space for creative exploring to let her hair down.”
“Nebraska raised me to never forget to slow down every now and then. To stop the crazy train of life and stress. To simplify. And let all the imperfections of living become things to smile about down the road. Knowing you don’t have to be in the business of changing the world to make a difference.”
“If you’re planning your summer vacation, I can’t say I’d recommend Lincoln. When you’ve only got a week, you might as well go somewhere big. Somewhere extraordinary.
But if you’ve got six years to spend somewhere, you could do a lot worse.”
“What Lincoln does have is a wonderful richness of ordinary places.”
here is a song to soak in the nebraska posts and get you in the mood for a wednesday night: