Oh, I can't tell you how much your encouragement on my last post means to me. I may just go back and read those comments, one by one, whenever this homeschooling country life gets me feeling isolated. There's a big difference between lonely and alone, wouldn't you agree?
One can be alone and so happy to be so. But lonely is another thing entirely. Lonely is, as they say, a beast of a different color; so much for perspective and intentional simplicity and other catch phrases of the moment. Lonely is when introspection turns sour.
Friendship is a wonderful state without borders thanks to the internet. Each day, if my crazy schedule allows, I can sit with a cup of tea and a few of my kindred spirits, reading up on the happenings in their worlds. Writing is a blessed indulgence. Each day, if my willpower and opportunity collide, I can type or scribble some words with meaning or without and in some small way express the creativity that God gave me. The camera, too, I'm thinking, is a friend of mine. Nearly every day, if the light and the mood strike, I can take a photo to reflect on what's funny or beautiful.
Soon I hope to participate in something new over at my Auntie Leila's place. It's amazing how we're not related in real life. How can that be? I am so grateful to be able to find her encouragement and practical advice when I sometimes need it. Maybe you'd like to have a cup of tea with her too.
For today I'll be batiking (not sure that's a verb!) with my girls. More specifically we'll be ironing the wax out of the saris we made. I bought a junk iron just for this purpose. Yay me! And then we may move on to sewing our traditional Mexican skirts. We are ramping up for our big multicultural exposition (doesn't that sound official?!) in June, and the preparations are starting to overlap international borders.
Thank you, friends, for reading and for writing and especially for letting me know that I may be alone (save the company of five littles who are too cute for reality TV) but I need not be lonely.