Getting by with help from family and friends. I’m coming out of the tiredness of putting up the show, though my son did most of the work. Sometimes I think being excited, like I was leading up to last Friday, has a countervailing down side. My chemistry teacher in high school used to say that “every reaction has an opposite and equal reaction”. I didn’t pay much attention in class, but somehow that stuck with me. So I’m coming out of that low-spirited feeling. When I’m in it, it helps to remember that all things pass, that everything changes. And to be grateful for the love of family and friends — which I am.
One of the things that helped was a friend’s recommendation to read Thank God for the Poets by Margaret Renkl. She’s an opinion writer for the New York Times, “covering flora, fauna, politics and culture in the American South.” She quotes Amanda Gorman, and transported me back to that full-hearted day in January. She talks about how national calamity brings forth poetry that we can relate to, even though most people “feel they can get along just fine without poetry.” Tragedy and suffering open us up to poetry because it’s so hard to speak the words of what’s happening. And that poets stress the opposite (and equal?) side of suffering, which is life and love and beauty. April is the 25th anniversary of National Poetry Month. I’ve resolved to read more of it, and will start with the ones she mentions in her essay.
I’m also grateful to friends for their help with my little business. I’ve developed a new line of greeting cards, and they’re just lovely, in large part because of input from friends. I’ve said before that I used to think I had to figure out everything by myself — and it’s just not true! More about the cards later.