One thing I love about the slicing of life; how the world just opens up when you take a few minutes to dive in. I have followed Tara Smith ever since I first found TwoWritingTeachers a few years ago. I get notices of her blog posts, and while I don’t read all of her posts (sorry Tara!!!), I do drop in from time to time. I dropped in with an unexpected splash today.
It was a little like all the arrows were pointing in a certain direction and I was blindly missing them until they all converged tonight. Tara wrote today about Amy Kraus Rosenthal. I was intrigued so I read the NYT Modern Love article written by Amy. I am a fan and avid follower of Modern Love but somehow didn’t read the one from March 3rd. Even more intrigued by this woman who wrote so beautifully about her husband, I went to YouTube to watch the Beckoning of Lovely series and went through ’08, ’09, ’10 and ’11 all in rapid succession. And then I found her TEDx talk. While watching that, Amy mentioned the video she put together of 17 things she made and showed a quick clip of a few of her favorites. It included a photo of a book she wrote. WAIT – I have the book upstairs on my nightstand. I bought it a few years ago and read it from time to time. It’s a great book to pick up for a snippet.
My husband wanted to know more about Amy so I googled her and a list of all of her books popped up. I recognized quite a few that I had seen in our school library but my eyes immediately settled on I Wish You More. That book is sitting in my closet right now waiting for May. I bought in last November at our school book fair. It found me. I needed to have that book to give to my daughter who will be graduating from college this spring. That will be a gift for her, a wish for, as she starts out on her new independent life.
Amy has been a part of my world for quite some time now without me recognized HER. Tonight, all of the stars to converge and I saw how she had been touching my world for several years. How could this person be so clearly tucked into corners of my life for quite some time and yet I know so little about her? How had she been beckoning without me hearing her? I had no idea she was ill or that she just passed away. I didn’t get to offer up my thanks to her for what lovely she has given me. I will have to do it by passing on that lovely she gifted, unknowingly, to me. I am going to make some lovely today.