Timeless Sentiments

I know, I know.

Sigh.

It's been FOREVER since I've blogged.

I've been traveling all over the country, and when we arrived home, we traveled some more. Up to the land of the hoary marmots and waterfalls at Mt. Rainier. And I have so much to share with you. But my children have just started school and they need my time right now. I promise I'll try to get you caught up in the coming days with all that we've seen and done and heard and smelled and tasted because you've undoubtedly been waiting with breathless anticipation, desiring to learn each detail of my fascinating summer.

Meanwhile, here's a goodie just for you. I've recently gotten reacquainted with my old friend Jane Austen, who wrote a lovely book called Pride and Prejudice. Some very talented people made a movie based on her story. One of them was my newest second husband, Matthew Macfadyen. He is so pretty. And he has such a scrumpdiddliumptious voice. I was rummaging around on youtube when I stumbled on this clip.



I have high hopes that my son and daughter will achieve all their dreams of fame and glory in their chosen fields as they get older. But I know enough of life to realize that there will be some hiccups along the way. Some fools won't recognize their worth, and they will be disappointed every now and then. My wish for them is that they have friends and loved ones to soften the blows, and that they prioritize to make those people the most important things in their lives.

Shakespeare said it more elegantly:

Sonnet 29

When, in disgrace with fortune and men's eyes,
I all alone beweep my outcast state
And trouble deaf heaven with my bootless cries
And look upon myself and curse my fate,
Wishing me like to one more rich in hope,
Featured like him, like him with friends possess'd,
Desiring this man's art and that man's scope,
With what I most enjoy contented least;
Yet in these thoughts myself almost despising,
Haply I think on thee, and then my state,
Like to the lark at break of day arising
From sullen earth, sings hymns at heaven's gate;
For thy sweet love remember'd such wealth brings
That then I scorn to change my state with kings.