'It's tiring to carry the weight of eternally unsaid words."
Amity Gaige
Sea Wife
I'm not a sailor, but I've grown close to this story. I tend to define my history as a series of tacking points. I understand the existential angst of the middle place. I know firsthand the legacy of trauma. It is not foreign to me to identify first as wife and mother, not always in that order. I am full of rue and regret over life and it's choices. I'm often asking, What's next? Who do I want to be when I grow up? What do I really want?
And because we are all living now as if marooned on an island, I can fathom life at sea. We are also experiencing close proximity, lack of privacy, boredom, and irritation. On the flip side, we're realizing strength, sticktoitness and that there is a comfort and beauty in simplicity.
I love nothing better than when the right book comes to me at the right time.
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