I’ve peered out from in life
have often been cracked
with broken blinds
and non-parallel slats,
no out-of-the-ordinary views
for I have not seen much
“of the world”
in terms of geography,
only my local beautiful.
Yet when I revisit the panes
in my gallery
to see if I have any for the
“Windows with Views” theme,
I find myself
and I realize the pains
and how much time
can change the views
out those same windows
that come from within
those specific windows
made me who I am
On the El on my last trip to Chicago.
I was born and raised in the northwest suburbs of Chicago, married there, and began raising kids there. My in-laws’ love of the Cubs has been passed down generations and now lives in my own children.
Those times have passed though. My 24-year marriage dissolved. And although my parents-in-law are no longer with us either, I am blessed to have had their love for so long. So when I look back through this window, I remember the years of happy memories with them, all the ways my northern hometowns are a part of me.
I am still very much this girl today.
This window I remember well. I drove solo, leaving in haste, when my adult son was getting wheeled into surgery, 12 hours away. Anyone who knows me knows I am obsessed with the sky: I felt so blessed to have such amazing clouds accompany me on this road trip. I felt so grateful my son only shattered his collarbone in his freak accident.
Pets at the window.
It’s been 14 months since we had to say goodbye to our little lapdog Biscuit sooner than expected. The pain of losing a pet is forever, but I’m happy he is in a place without suffering, running and jumping again. He brought us great joy for 9 years.
6 months ago, we rescued Beau. 💝
A former student at the pickup window.
I live in the same town I teach in. Since my students and I have amazing rapport, I am like a celebrity when I am out and about. To have a career I am passionate about that directly impacts lives is one of my greatest joys, achievements, and blessings. No matter the monetary value.
Last school year, I discovered a new route to work, and it is beautiful! Our commute is only about 10 minutes, but now it’s even better: uncrowded and extra scenic (with no stoplights). It’s been such an added bonus for our morning mental health.
Windows and windows
I have always meant to “be a writer.” I let life get in the way though. Year after year. Finally, in January of 2018, I picked up the pen again. It led me quickly back to poetry. I’ve written nearly every day since. I’ve found lots of the pieces of me I’ve been looking for along the way.
My home office window with a few of my daughter’s many solar bobbleheads and the wildflowers I let grow in that section of the yard. (I love wildflowers.)
The mother dove in my bedroom window. She had two healthy babies, and they all stuck around beyond the nest. My focus on this busy window was just what I needed for my mental health in that season. Nature is like that sometimes, isn’t it—perfectly and personally timed?
I love my naps, the breeze, and the shadows that dance from my bedroom window, paired with my dreamcatcher one of my former students made me.
My favorite window view of all 💕
The best part about windows is that the light through them beckons to be let in…
I created this post in response to the Lens Artists Photo Challenge for this week: “A Window With A View.” So much personal reflection came from this. What a great prompt! Thank you to our hostesses!