ordinary blessings.

may -- april, too, and now june -- meant a deep dive into joan didion's canon. i am still and slowly and steadily making my way (finished the white album this week, now it's on to slouching through bethlehem) but this. oh, this --

blue nights, page 30: "do notice: we still counted happiness and health and love and luck and beautiful children as 'ordinary blessings.'"

(i read it in bed one chilly grey dawn and i wept.)