“I'd learned enough about grieving to know that other ways of feeling would come back soon enough. But it seemed to me that this was the way we all lived: full to the brim with gratitude and joy one day, wrecked on the rocks the next. Finding the balance between the two was the art and the salvation.” LifeJoyGriefBalanceSorrowGratitudeFeeling Book:The Year of Pleasures Source: The Year of Pleasures
“There I was, waiting, afraid I’d never experience the kind of joy yet to come, but hoping for it just the same.” JoyHope Book:The Year of Pleasures Source: The Year of Pleasures
“There are random moments - tossing a salad, coming up the driveway to the house, ironing the seams flat on a quilt square, standing at the kitchen window and looking out at the delphiniums, hearing a burst of laughter from one of my children's rooms - when I feel a wavelike rush of joy. This is my true religion: arbitrary moments of of nearly painful happiness for a life I feel privileged to lead.” FeelsChildrenMomentsHappinessJoyReligionHouseRoomsLaughterStandingWindowPainfulHearingMy ChildrenKitchenFlatsSquaresPrivilegedArbitrarySaladTrue ReligionQuiltsDriveway Author:Elizabeth Berg
“But it seemed to me that this was the way we all lived: full to the brim with gratitude and joy one day, wrecked on the rocks the next. Finding the balance between the two was the art and the salvation.” WayArtTwoJoyNextRocksBalanceGratitudeOne DayFindingsSalvation Author:Elizabeth Berg
“The heart of myself has always been something just wanting so bad. I have had an empty center, black as a basement, but also knowing about light and waiting. Young as I am, I know now that everything is about to come. Jimmy will be the place for me to learn the real happiness. He will be my Joy School. My joy. Mine.” KnowsHeartRealLightSchoolHappinessYoungJoyWaitingBlackKnowingMinesEmptyJimmyBasementsReal Happiness Author:Elizabeth Berg
