My daughters and I often wonder where our cat Acer sleeps at night. His brother takes turns tucking among our feet, or curling on our faces.
In the middle of the other night, I walked into our upstairs glassed-in porch, looking for a book. On the little couch there, Acer sprawled, wide awake in the moonlight. I bent down and rubbed his velvety pink nose, this little cat who needed his own private room.
Here’s a few lines from the late master, Andre Dubus.
So many of us fail: we divorce our wives and husbands, we leave the roofs of our lovers…. Yet still I believe in love’s possibility, in its presence on the earth…. in an ordinary kitchen with an ordinary woman and five eggs. The woman sets the table She watches me beat the eggs. I scramble them in a saucepan…. I take our plates, spoon eggs on them, we sit and eat. She and I and the kitchen have become extraordinary; we are not simply eating; we are pausing in the march to perform an act together, we are in love; and the meal offered and received is a sacrament which says: I know you will die; I am sharing food with you; it is all I can do, and it is everything.
— Andre Dubus, Broken Vessels
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“I know you will die; I am sharing food with you; it is all I can do, and it is everything.” — So true. So beautiful. XO
One more fine reason cook from scratch — as if you needed that!
This is so good. Thank you for sharing it with us. Odd but I just wondered the same thing about our girl cat. I know her usual nap spots but imagine it must be a more special place.
Oh, that feline imaginative world.
After a week of my husband in the hospital for an infection that could have killed him, that quote just hit me in the gut. We are all so fragile. It’s good to remember how extraordinary every single day together really is.
Could have, but didn’t? I really, really hope you’re out of the woods now. The problem is, it’s a challenge to always live that way — an aspiration, maybe?
Well, I hope it won’t! We’ve got six weeks of antibiotics to get through still, though! And you’re right – an aspiration for sure!