On June 19, 2012 I was 79 years old, and starting to live my 80th year. I decided to write down Things I Have Learned So Far:
6. Get Hold of the Sun
Old Mother Hubbard went to the cupboard
and noticed the paint that was chipped
the sky was full of petunias
and the wind blew into the cracks
she stood alone in the kitchen
and tried to get hold of the sun
but the empty shelves whistled
and the hinge broke off
and she sat on the floor and cried
—Ann Freeman Price, 1987
I feel like this some days, even in the midst of my faith. Like I truly do want to get hold of the sun, and it eludes me. Some days I’m o.k. with that. Other days—not. And I’m learning that that’s the way it is and it’s pretty much a waste of time to sit on the floor and cry.
