(Source: stephdavis)
(Source: stephdavis)
home. (Taken with instagram)
baby birdies (Taken with instagram)
(In my sleep I dreamed this poem)
Someone I loved once gave me
a box full of darkness.
It took me years to understand
that this, too, was a gift.
- Mary Oliver, “The Uses of Sorrow”
This is the poem with which I concluded the journal I’ve kept since freshman year. It’s only the second journal that I’ve completely finished, and it came to me just months before I started fighting depression. I’ve never been so attached to a journal before. In reading every page, I am amazed to see what God has brought me through so far—and what he continues to make of me.
gingerandtwinkle replied to your post: book thrifting…
where at??
I found most of them at a library sale for 25 or 50 cents each. I found Cather, Robinson, & Didion at a massive used book store here in Virginia (my parents moved to Prince William county last summer, so I’m further south). Honestly, the public libraries in your area are much better than the ones here…I miss that a lot. But Inklings Books is a used bookstore that would be closer to you. They opened right before we moved, so I never got a chance to visit it.
Today I found:
Total spent : $13.
Meredith Grey, Grey’s Anatomy
[this is the biggest lesson of my junior year.]