My Pieces of Heaven
“Riding” on Old Faithful, playing my harmonica
Thinking on my roof outside my bedroom window—hidden behind the maple tree—looking at God’s stars
Mom’s old seal-skin leather Bible
Bagpipes, fiddles, and drums in Alma during the Highland Festival
Walking the dog alone in silent December in the crunching snow—wearing mom’s vintage ankle-length wool coat like a princess
Horseback riding with Katie out in the country one last time
Praying out in the woods at Lake Ann
Pretending to be Jo March, writing by candlelight
Swinging on my back porch
Drinking coffee with my writing friends at Barnes and Noble and sharing ideas (like the Inklings)
Losing myself in the glamour of a Broadway show
Hiking the dunes and pine forests in northern Michigan
Seeing New York City for the first time
Forgetting my own life with all my little children at West Lenox
Reading “Willy Wind” to a roomful of people
Being held by someone who I know loves me unconditionally
Singing with my sister in reckless abandon
Laughing uncontrollably with my suite mates at BBC
Smelling the fresh air blow off of Lake Michigan
God’s strong and embracing presence with me when I broke my engagement
Creating a painting that I know is going to be beautiful
The song during the credits at the end of The Princess Bride
Picking up doughnuts and coffee from the ghetto doughnut place with Jessie
Mom and I sitting on my favorite antique rod-iron bed drinking coffee
Placing a bouquet of wild apple blossoms in a jar against my green bedroom wall
Falling in love with Mr. Knightly every time I watch Emma
Secretly trying on my wedding dress—no one may ever see it—God sees how beautiful I am in it and He understands
Memorizing the book of Philippians
Taking photos in Boston
Watching the sunset on Grandma’s front porch
Making a room look beautiful like a magazine picture
“This is the way the lady rides…” with Charleigh and Calvin
Talking about Life and Scripture with Grandma
There is TONS more...but need I go on?
Thinking on my roof outside my bedroom window—hidden behind the maple tree—looking at God’s stars
Mom’s old seal-skin leather Bible
Bagpipes, fiddles, and drums in Alma during the Highland Festival
Walking the dog alone in silent December in the crunching snow—wearing mom’s vintage ankle-length wool coat like a princess
Horseback riding with Katie out in the country one last time
Praying out in the woods at Lake Ann
Pretending to be Jo March, writing by candlelight
Swinging on my back porch
Drinking coffee with my writing friends at Barnes and Noble and sharing ideas (like the Inklings)
Losing myself in the glamour of a Broadway show
Hiking the dunes and pine forests in northern Michigan
Seeing New York City for the first time
Forgetting my own life with all my little children at West Lenox
Reading “Willy Wind” to a roomful of people
Being held by someone who I know loves me unconditionally
Singing with my sister in reckless abandon
Laughing uncontrollably with my suite mates at BBC
Smelling the fresh air blow off of Lake Michigan
God’s strong and embracing presence with me when I broke my engagement
Creating a painting that I know is going to be beautiful
The song during the credits at the end of The Princess Bride
Picking up doughnuts and coffee from the ghetto doughnut place with Jessie
Mom and I sitting on my favorite antique rod-iron bed drinking coffee
Placing a bouquet of wild apple blossoms in a jar against my green bedroom wall
Falling in love with Mr. Knightly every time I watch Emma
Secretly trying on my wedding dress—no one may ever see it—God sees how beautiful I am in it and He understands
Memorizing the book of Philippians
Taking photos in Boston
Watching the sunset on Grandma’s front porch
Making a room look beautiful like a magazine picture
“This is the way the lady rides…” with Charleigh and Calvin
Talking about Life and Scripture with Grandma
There is TONS more...but need I go on?
posted by Elizabeth | 4:46 PM
3 Comments:
you have inspired me!!!! I want to do this now :-). I love you girl, can't wait to see you this weekend!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Beth!
I think we are going to be "roommates" again! Since it has been mentioned, I feel a bit of hope. It is as if I know that I will one day soon be able to breathe again. Beth, in the last two days, I have wanted to do nothing more than write and give up all my pointless pleasures! I love you and consider you a great blessing! Jessie
Breathe, Jessie! There is so much you can do with your life...and if I can be one to inspire you to do those things--bring it on!
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