“I want to be famous to shuffling men
who smile while crossing streets,
sticky children in grocery lines,
famous as the one who smiled back.
I want to be famous in the way a pulley is famous,
or a buttonhole, not because it did anything spectacular,
but because it never forgot what it could do.”
— from “Famous,” by Naomi Shihab Nye
Things famous to me lately:
— The notecard I finally took off our fridge and for the perfect words inside, “a mother you’ll always be.”
— The man who took a break today in the middle of his afternoon work schedule to pray with me on the sofa
— This talk about shame and its perfect timing a few weeks ago
— THIS BOOK
— The gluten-free almond butter cake we’ve been eating lately, with its caramelized edges and wonderful almond flavor. It is both light and dense, not heavy but yet super filling. Fresh out of the oven, I told Tim it tasted “healthy,” but by the second day I couldn’t stop myself from eating more than one slice for breakfast.
Gluten-Free Almond Butter Cake