Sunday, August 2, 2015

a heart can break and mend...

This morning, I will drive up the old and winding CCC road to Shrewsbury to fetch Gretta, the bride. Hannah will drive up to our "bit of earth" sometime this afternoon. Stewart will board an airplane in Oregon and fly to Boston. Lindsey and her beau Scott will pick him up and they will head north, too. When the last one tumbles into the house late tonight, we will celebrate by eating a pie baked with blueberries picked in the yard yesterday. It has been waaaaay too long since we were all under the same roof. And then my Henry-broken-heartedness can begin to mend. (Thank you for the love, dear readers).

Tomorrow morning, when we all wake up, we will gather around the table for a family breakfast and we will officially launch WEDDING WEEK! 



  1. Wedding week. Celebrate it all with deliberate slowness.
    Joy abundant.

  2. So, so true, Karen. And what a wonderful way to help mend your brokenheartedness... love, love and more love. And blueberries, too. :)

  3. Thank you for sharing this blessedness with us, Karen. I rejoice with you, and am so glad that you have this sweetness to soothe your heart. Enjoy!!!