24 August 2011
On Kindess, Kitchen Tables & Goodbyes
On the cape last weekend, my 83-year-old grandmother made the following proclamation at Sunday brunch: "For a long time, I believed intelligence was the most important thing. Now, I know it's kindness."
I wonder what I'll believe 60 years from now. I already agree with her on that one.
The photos are recent iPhone snaps of my kitchen table. Always a peaceful place for me, especially lately.
We put my mom on a plane to China last night. I'm thrilled for her and her upcoming year of adventure but can't suppress a twinge of anxiety: a year feels like a long time and I will miss her.