I am a stay-at-home mother of two wonderful children. I am many things in this world, but my position as mother is by far the most important of any I could have ever imagined. I am a wife. I am a daughter. I am an artist. I used to be a professor. Perhaps I will do this again one day. I am many things in this world. Life roles constantly fluctuate. We may define ourselves how others see us, but we become empowered when we examine how we see ourselves.
I love being home with my children. This is my choice. I gave up a career as an art professor and threw myself into mothering whole heartedly. My life is rich and fulfilling. My husband and I are happily married and have come to an agreement on how we want to live our lives. We know what’s important to us, and we work together to achieve that. Although he works full time and brings home the paycheck, we both agree that my role is equally important. In this blog I hope to write about various topics from my perspective and all of my life’s roles that inform it–mother, wife, artist, gardener, baker, coffee-drinker, avid reader, critical-thinker, emotional basketcase 🙂
The title of my blog comes from Jack Kerouac’s “The Town and the City,” where he describes Mrs. Martin:
“…..To eat and to sleep, to have a house and to live in it, to have a family and to live with them–these are the things she knows. To bask in the days that keep coming and going, to keep the house warm and clean and enjoyable, to prepare food and eat it and store it, to conquer sickness, keep things together, preside over the sweet needs and plain satisfactions of life, and to order the furies of existence around all these things–this is what she knows, and she understands that there is nothing else to know.
The depth of a woman’s heart is as unknowable as that of man’s, but nothing like restlessness and feverish rue ever abides there. In the very deeps of this heart are contained all the secrets, and the one plain secret of life, which is something that is homely, course, sensual, and deep, something that is everlasting because it is serene and waits patiently. A man may spend the night tracing the course of the stars above the earth, but the woman never has to worry her head about the course of the stars above the earth, because she lives in the earth and the earth is her home. A man may yearn after a thousand shades and shapes that surround his fevered life, but to the woman there is only one shade and one shape to things, which she forever contemplates in the fullness of her profundity, and she never loses sight of it…..”