Which means, roughly, that I’m a female blogger (French: blogueuse), and I’m going to spruce things up (French: re-looking).
I thought it only fair to warn you. Don’t freak out. You’ll still recognize me.
Next time you visit here, you won’t find the lugubrious blue-gray background, the flashy hot yellow-to-vermillion-to-hot yellow strip along the top, the calendar and Goodreads list and other cluttery widgets. Maybe you won’t even find my come-hither grin on the left hand side of the screen, I’m still deliberating. (Although please, I do sincerely want you to come hither. Or, uh, come here.)
What I hope you’ll find is a brighter, fresher page – so subtly tucked, so gently stretched, with a lift and a plump and still all the warmth and candor and depth and spirit I hope you have come to expect when you click for a visit.
Why all of a sudden this relooking? Age, quite frankly. This blog is coming up on One Year Old. In blog years, I think that’s over the hill.
But more salient than the age thing, I’m making a shift. We have spent two solid months of posting exclusively on my book entitled Grief and Grace: Collected Voices on Loss and Living Onward. As you know, but as I should probably explain to newcomers, that volume is a manuscript born out of our family’s ongoing experience with catastrophic loss. I’ve written at length here at the blog and elsewhere about the realities of traumatic loss, acute grief and the droning underscore of absence that have been our family’s journey since July 2007. That was when our eldest, Parker, then 18 years and 5 months old, lost his life while attempting at saving another’s.
While I think a lot and deeply about the experience of loss, (my own and others), and while I’ve researched and written extensively about what major and permanent loss means in our lives, (both intimate and communal), it was the December massacre at Sandy Hook Elementary school that flipped a major switch in me. I simply had to post on only this topic for a while. I’m certainly not done with it – neither with my own grief and burden of absence, nor with writing about it – but I find it necessary to shift this blog’s focus to other topics for a season.
But first, here is where I want to thank you, my readers. Some of you have come here loyally without posting comments publicly. Instead, you have written to my private email address. I need you to know that you have taught me life-altering things in your tender and stark messages. You’ve confided sacred things in me. You’ve sent, a few of you, pages of straight-from-the-gut writing, and I have read them with respect. It is hard to know how to thank you enough.
Others of you have posted comments for all of us, mostly strangers to one another, to sift through. Not easy, especially when the topic singes nerve-endings and cuts right down to the marrow. I honor your experiences and appreciate your trust in sharing such personal treasure in a public forum.
As I re-look the blog to something slightly cheerier and hopefully easier on your eyes, I hope the content will follow suit. You know already that my book, Global Mom:A Memoir goes to press. . .GOES TO PRESS?. . .(goes to, gulp, press). . .tomorrow. . .and will be in your neighborhood bookstore (and on Amazon) as of June 1. Between now and then, I want to return to posting from that manuscript. I will be picking up from where we left off ages ago (does it feel like ages ago to you, too?), in Versailles on our way to Croissy-sur-Seine, a village outside of Paris, where we lived for a while.
Then on to five other addresses/languages/cultures/homes.
Here’s what you can anticipate over the next few months:
-More frequent but shorter posts, mostly excerpts from Global Mom: A Memoir. (I’ll try to post 3x a week)
-Lots of photos from my archives (which, of course, will not be included in the printed book. So you get the exclusive illustrated version!)
-Behind the scene peeks into the process of writing and editing this book; what it’s been like working with an exceptional publishing/design/editing team in a cutting-edge boutique publishing house; you’ll meet some of my online writing/cheerleader friends (so you might meet yourself); and you’ll get an inkling of how my family has been (stupendous!) through this all.
-Glimpses into what’s happening now in the real Global Mom’s world, namely: what does spring in Switzerland really look, smell, sound and taste like?
-And with all that, some extra fun travel in and around central Europe. I envision a little Poland rather soon, some more Italy, probably some Austria, undoubtedly a whole lot of France. I’ll take plenty of pictures and even video footage.
-Speaking of video footage, I’ll be adding much more of it, and will link to You Tube. I want you and others that you tell about this blog and the book, to get to know Global Mom on the road.
-And then, of course, anything else that happens to pop up on the journey.
This should be so much of fun! Thanks to each of you for being here and for making my world an abundant place worth living in. With you, I want to dig into it with both hands, my head on straight, and my heart wide open.