Three minutes of magic suspended and restrung…
This gorgeous line comes from Paula McLain’s The Paris Wife. While it evokes a scene with Ernest Hemingway and his then fiancé, Hadley Richardson, the meaning couldn’t ring truer on this New Year’s Day.
Happy 2013. I wish you much magic in the year ahead.
What are your plans? Dreams?
I don’t know about you, but I’m more hopeful at the start of this year than I have felt at prior times. Certainly, the end of 2012 for me was chock full of illness and broken bones and stress of all kinds, compounded by the horrific shooting at Newtown’s Sandy Hook Elementary School. An event that has shaken this country to its core. The fact that I grew up only minutes from Newtown, CT is only a point of reference. Who are we and what have we become? These are the questions that many of us have grappled with in the days and weeks since the shooting.
Time advances whether we like it or not. We age. Our children morph overnight into grown people. We get sick. We fail. We triumph. We live. Every day. Every day. Every day.
There is no greater gift than the gift of life. So live vividly, fully, well – and beyond gravity.