Motherhood & Words

Sorry for my recent silence—we just returned from nine days upstate New York. We spent the first week at my aunt’s cabin in the Adirondacks, then drove down to the Catskills for my closest friend’s wedding.

There is nothing like leaving the Twin Cities and the day-to-day grind of life to put things back in perspective for me. My aunt’s cabin, which is on Indian Lake in the Adirondacks, is second only to my mom’s cabin on my list of favorite places. I love the deep, cold lake and the way the green mountains seem to rise straight up from its dark waters. I love the long, steep walk back to the cabin after being down at the lake. I love making hearty soups in her tiny kitchen and eating out on the deck in the chill of evening under tall trees. I love that there is no cell phone coverage or internet access.

Stella spent the days paddling around on her kick board with floaties on her arms and Zoë was happy as a clam as long as she was in the Baby Björn and moving. Though the days were sometimes long, it was wonderful to be together as a whole family and not have to worry about juggling the two kids on my own.

The wedding was here, and it was lovely. Claire and I have been best friends since 7th grade, so prior to the weekend, I spent some time thinking about all the things we have experienced together over the last twenty-some years and how integral her friendship has been in shaping who I am. Together we shared in the silliness of early adolescence, the challenges of high school and college and the huge changes of early adulthood. Our friendship has not always been an easy one, but it has proved strong enough to weather the challenging times, and for that I am extremely grateful. She is so dear to me, and I was so happy to be a part of her marriage to Ed, whom I also love.

My gratitude for my family and my friends has helped make me feel so much calmer as I re-enter daily life. I’m trying to be more deliberate about when I will work and when I will just play, and be more realistic about how much I can accomplish with my writing. (We’ll see if I can sustain this more balanced perspective.)

But I also want to give a shout out to all of you, my more recent friends. I am so grateful for your words and for these friendships that have blossomed over the internet. Thank you!

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Kate

I have been teaching creative writing for almost twenty years. Reading about other women’s lives and experiences has expanded my world. To be able to walk in someone else’s shoes, whether it’s for a moment or an hour or a few days, is an incredible gift, providing me with insight into the human experience. It takes courage to write your truths, especially if it doesn’t seem as though anyone cares, as though anyone is listening. Let me tell you: your stories matter, I’m listening, and I’m here to help you find the heart of those truths, to get them down on the page, to craft them, and to send them out into the world. Together, we will change the world, one story at a time.

6 Comments

  1. Ines on July 17, 2008 at 10:03 am

    I was already missing you. I read and re-read your post grateful so many time….Thank you for coming back…
    Ah! one question. Have you consider Twitter?



  2. Jen on July 17, 2008 at 9:20 pm

    Glad you are back.

    🙂



  3. K on July 17, 2008 at 9:49 pm

    Your time off sounds really great and restorative.I made the mistake of trying a “working” vacation which turned into all work and no vacation.

    And: Is that Indian Lake of Cowsills fame?



  4. sista gp on July 20, 2008 at 10:23 pm

    Sounds nice. I long for a real vacation, one that is not tied to another event, wedding, family reunion, etc.



  5. kate hopper on July 23, 2008 at 10:39 am

    Thank you, all!

    Ines, is Twitter that thing that records your every move?

    K, I bet it IS Indian Lake of Cowsills fame, though I never thought of it before.



  6. K on July 23, 2008 at 7:22 pm

    Twitter allows you to broadcast your every move. I use a twitter feed to avoid, you know, posting.