When I was 12 I went on holiday to some seaside resort with my parents. As an only child I’d learned quickly enough to read. That holiday I took Watership Down with me, a complex but satisfying volume.
It was the first book that made me cry. Tears streamed down my face as I read the end page.
On Monday, those words made me cry again. When I read them at Pink Pigtail Inn, along with Larisa’s farewell. I don’t think she’ll ever quite know what an inspiration she’s been to us, what a delightful and pleasant inn she has kept over the years. Larisa’s writing have always been the number one in the blogosphere for me, she’s been such a cheerful and wonderful soul.
I’ll leave it there. With copy of a post (because the links seem to be infested with gremlins for me recently!) I made about one of her replies to a comment that made me smile. Words that I didn’t want to forget.
Larisa’s Pink Pigtail Inn was the first real WoW blog I got into reading. She kept me inspired at one point last year. She always writes thoughtful posts.
And today she made me smile warmly with a reply to my comment at her last post. One which I felt which needed to fly free and touch others out there.
We have all those different sides inside us. We’re like the sunshine broken into a crystal, creating all sorts of colors and patterns. It’s all there as a potential. Some of us grab it, embracing the “childish” impulses as well as the “adult”. But not everyone can grasp that.
How beautiful is that?!
Here’s to those of you who do, and for those of you who don’t I shall personally insist on blowing bubbles with me, if we ever meet up!