I have a choice today about what I can write. Here’s what’s going on in my life, just as similar things are going on in yours.
One of the things I’ve learned about writing a blog. People may enjoy the happy posts, but they flock to the disaster posts. Conversely, they dislike the disaster posts, because we all have enough sturm and drang in our lives and prefer a bit of divertissement.
This weekend a friend died suddenly of a heart attack and my uncle passed after a long battle with cancer. I’ve been reading Buddhist texts and so, of course, death is the norm, not the exception. Impermanence, not permanence is what we must focus on. Death is work when we’re ready to die, and fleet speed when we’re not.
Or, I can write about pajamas, which I am obsessed with at the moment. Or the transcendent cucumber and radish tea sandwiches I made for tea on Friday afternoon. A documentary on Franca Sozzani I watched or a deep green shawl I’m knitting.
That’s the crux of life: it’s never just one thing, but all things going on at once. Death and Candy Crush. Pizza, a movie and death. The sheer absurdity of someone busy dying and another, busy living. For sure, I take copious hours out of my day and night to meditate on their lives and their presence in mine.
But then, this is my life and I better live it. Death stops for no one and nothing. There is a shift; we pause and rearrange our place in the universe to make up for the loss, to take up the space created. Then we rise and make the toast in the morning. We pour the glass of wine at night, answer the phone and shop online for pajamas.
Hello my lovelies. Another “day in the life.” I know that your lives are exactly this rich, painful, joyful, complicated. We’re all in this together. Please share your lives and thoughts below in the comment box, the true reason we all meet here once a week. And if you enjoy being part of our wise, witty group of savvy, sophisticated, stylish women who are living with verve and flair, enter your email so you don’t miss a thing.