Monday, June 22, 2009

Fifteen Books (Yes, I'm stealing Facebook notes)

So for lack an original writing idea, I am using a meme I just saw a friend write as a Facebook note. It's called Fifteen Books. It's a juicy one for me because I love books, and as I have less time now to read books I like, it's nice to reflect on the good books I've already read.  (Notice I have an affinity for young adult lit.) Please comment, hopefully with a link to your own fifteen!

Treeinbrooklyn "This can be a quick one. Don't take too long to think about it: fifteen books you've read that will always stick with you. Make sure it's the first fifteen you can recall in no more than fifteen minutes. Tag fifteen friends, including me, because I'm interested in seeing what books my friends choose..."

  1. Little House on the Prairie (guess I'll start chronologically)
  2. Little Women
  3. Anne of Green Gables
  4. A Tree Grows in Brooklyn
  5. To Kill a Mockingbird
  6. Gone with the Wind
  7. Jane Eyre
  8. Run with the Horseman
  9. The Age of Innocence
  10. Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince
  11. Pride and Prejudice
  12. East of Eden
  13. A Room with a View
  14. The Birth Book
  15. Mother Teresa: In Her Own Words

These are not necessarily the most challenging, or the most erudite, of the books I've read in my lifetime. But they are the ones that I remember most clearly, that formed my tastes in heroines, good storytelling, and the kinds of themes and humor I like in a book. The last two formed some pretty defining opinions I have on childbirth and on prayer, which are pretty important things in my life as of late.

Friday, June 12, 2009

Marriage via Email

Blackberry_curve8310 When my cousin David was getting married, I already had 5 years of marriage under my belt, and so he asked me if I had any advice about the key to a good marriage. By then, I had seriously considered that topic before, and I enthusiastically told him, "Communication."

Since I am a Navy wife who is used to frequent separation and long deployments, that answer might seem ironic.

We fortunately live in the electronic age, and I can't pretend that I don't take it for granted most of the time. I can't imagine how life was for wives who waited for letters in the mailbox from their husbands. Just this week, frustrated by an inbox full of retail newsletters and no messages from my husband, I found myself thinking, can't aircraft carriers set up wireless networks already?! Am I naive to hope that maybe the day will soon come?

Maintaining a marriage via email means making the effort to type out your thoughts and feelings, frequently, and carefully, and then be patient while waiting for response.

I say it takes effort, because it takes energy and dedication to remember and articulate all the things you  want to discuss with your husband throughout the day. You have to make time to sit at the computer, often at night, after the kids are in bed, when you are too tired to even find the remote to turn off the TV let alone capitalize or punctuate a sentence.

I say "frequently" because distance is the worst thing for a marriage. My husband and I can be on opposite sides of the world, but we write frequently about what's on our minds and hearts so that we stay close.

I say "carefully" because it is notoriously hard to read emotion in an email, despite emoticons and smileys. Misinterpreting spouses' signals is a common problem in person, let alone in print.

I am pretty good at the "careful" part. I'm always resolving to improve at the "frequent" part. But I'll confess that I am lousy at the "patient" part.

We are not perfect, but I think my husband and I have a pretty healthy and happy email relationship. We've kept it going for six deployments so far. Here are a few tips that work for us:

We don't fight via email. Which is odd, because we are big bicker-ers over day-to-day, trivial things like how much chili powder to put in the chili, how loud the TV should be, or the fastest route to take to get on the interstate. But as deployment nears, the bickering stops. We have only ever had one fight via email, when I was 8 1/2 months pregnant, and I cried for two days. We won't make that mistake again.

We balance laundry-list messages with personal messages. There are always household and financial things to discuss, but if the only message you get in a day is about the bills and the lawn and renewing the car tags, you feel pretty cheated. You have to go over that stuff, but I always like to immediately follow it with a second, thoughtful email about a specific time you missed them that day, or looking forward to doing something special with them, or some sweet and funny things the kids did.

We make each other smile. Or smirk. You gotta have a sense of humor, and do a little e-flirting.

This deployment, I have a Blackberry, which makes it easy for me to send several quick messages per day. But it also means I can obsessively check for replies far too many times a day than I can count. If only my husband could write to me as often as Barnes and Noble does.

The Letterman/Palin Brouhaha

Letterman-palin-b I saw the Letterman monologue joke about Sarah Palin's daughter and A-rod, and I didn't laugh. I just kind of shook my head in dismay.

When I heard Palin's public comments in response, I cringed a little for them. I feel their disgust, but I don't know that it helps to acknowledge or engage such a gross joke.

Letterman is an ass, and while many comedians say crasser, more offensive things than that, if Letterman was always like that, he wouldn't be on a network with the ratings he has. At least I hope he wouldn't.

I just think that there are some jokes that shouldn't be tolerated.

I do buy that the intended subject of the joke was Bristol and not the 14 year-old, but that just makes it inaccurate as well as offensive. And I don't care to discuss whether there is a double standard in how the media respects liberals versus conservatives.

I shook my head in dismay because I know there were likely at least a few pregnant 17-year-old, 18-year-old women watching that night who got the picture loud and clear that having a baby will make them a joke. That a pregant teenager loses all respect, and is called a slut to loud laughter and applause.

I've openly discussed my pro-life beliefs here before, and shared my skepticism of the usefulness of marches and placards and slogans in changing people's minds and influencing our cultural values.

Laughing at jokes like Letterman's absolutely influences our culture's values. What's worse is how that particular show may have directly influenced a pregnant teenage girl's choice this week.

I'll say it again and again, if pro-life advocates really want to save babies, they've got to help the mothers decide to keep their babies. And you do that with encouragement, with support, and with respect for the hard road young moms choose to walk, for the love of their babies.

Public and personal humiliation of teenage mothers? Is it really ok to laugh at that?

Sunday, May 31, 2009

What would you see in Harry Potter's mirror?

I can hardly believe how long I've left the blog! The countdown to deployment is always busy, busy but life is settling back down, and as if they knew I needed it, ABC Family is having Harry Potter weekend.

Watching The Sorcerer's Stone tonight, I was fascinated by the Mirror of Erised. Harry wanders into a room to hide and finds a mirror. To use Wikipedia's summary:

On it is inscribed, erised stra ehru oyt ube cafru oyt on wohsi — which, when reversed and correctly spaced, reads I show not your face but your heart's desire. Harry, upon encountering the Mirror, can see his parents, as well as what appears to be a crowd of relatives; Ron sees himself as Head Boy and Quidditch Captain holding the Quidditch Cup (thus revealing his wish to be acknowledged out of the shadow of his highly successful older brothers, as well as his more popular friend, Harry). Dumbledore cautions Harry that the mirror gives neither knowledge nor truth and that men have wasted away before it, entranced by what they see.

I wish I had the book to quote correctly, but Dumbledore says it shows "nothing more or less than your heart's deepest and most desperate desire." And adds that it's not good to waste your life dreaming and forget to live.

I sat and wondered what I would see in the mirror. Would I see myself with a successful writing career? Would I see my children grown and healthy and happy? Mirror

If you consider the "desperate" part, that changes things. I think the idea is that it doesn't neccessarily show your true aspirations, or what will truly will make you happy, or your noblest desires.

And suddenly I knew what I would see. I would see my husband coming home after a regular, predictable workday to have dinner and be with us as part of our everyday routine. That is my heart's deepest desperate wish.

Desperate because I know it's not to be. And I've made peace with that. Mostly.

Deepest because I try not to think of that too often. I understand clearly what Dumbledore is saying about wasting away longing for a dream and forgetting to live.

Sigh. J.K. Rowling is a genius.

Monday, May 04, 2009

Chinese Wisdom

Yesterday was a beautiful, breezy Southern California day. We put on our new gear from REI and took the kids for a hike around Sweetwater Reservoir, and had a little picnic of apples, cheese, and carrots.

Later, we finished our dinner at a Chinese restaurant, and we all got fortune cookies. Katy's read: "All things in moderation, even moderation."

Our 6 year old wanted to know what that meant. I explained that some things are good if we have just enough, but bad for us if we have too much. I asked if he could think of something like that. "Candy," he said. Exactly.

"But I can think of something that you don't have to have in moderation, something that is always good and you can never have too much!" I said in a sing-song mommy voice.

Jimmy said, "I know! Carrot cake."