Monday, March 22, 2010

Love After Love

This weekend turned out pretty well, with a trip to Casa de Fruta for Noelle and I on Saturday. As previously assumed, Charlie wanted nothing to do with a trip that would tear him away from his precious buddy next door. Noelle and I never mind a girl date, so off we went.

If you’ve never been, this place is right off of a highway not too far from our town, and has lots of fun things to do.

We rode Casa de Choo Choo.

We bought candy at Casa de Sweets.

We bought fruit at the fruit stand and wine from their vineyards.

Noelle very proudly made it halfway across the monkey bars on the playground.

She even got to pan for gold while I nibbled on some grapes in the warm sun.


The rest of the weekend I was either doing laundry, riding bikes with Lance Noelle or reading more of my book. I can’t put it down! I finally did watch the movie and have had to stop myself from watching it again. (I’m holding out until Easter weekend when I’ll be watching it with my mom.) If you haven’t been inspired yet to read or see “The Time Traveler’s Wife,” let me share with you a poem from the very first page of the book that I have gone back and re-read about 20 times. It expresses perfectly how I’ve always wanted/hoped to feel about myself.

Love After Love

The time will come
when, with elation,
you will greet yourself arriving
at your own door, in your own mirror,
and each will smile at the other’s welcome,

and say, sit here. Eat.
You will love again the stranger who was your self.
Give wine. Give bread. Give back your heart.
to itself, to the stranger who has loved you

all your life, whom you ignored
for another, who knows you by heart.
Take down the love letters from the bookshelf,

the photographs, the desperate notes,
peel your own image from the mirror.
Sit. Feast on your life.
                                 - Derek Walcott

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