Happy Anniversary, TLL

Yesterday morning, as I was making a few laps around the blogosphere, I noticed a curious but auspicious looking symbol in the upper left quadrant of my screen. It was a trophy cup. Many of you, I’m sure, have received this same icon, and were thereupon congratulated. For those of you who have been plugging away at this immeasurably gratifyingly though fiscally unremunerative hobby for less than three hundred and sixty five days will be asking yourselves why there was call for congratulations. Well, maybe now you’re not wondering; but just in case . . .

It was my one year anniversary.

You registered on WordPress.com 1 years ago!

Thanks for flying with us. Keep up the good blogging!

I sort of just sat there for a moment, staring at the screen but not really seeing it. And I stayed that way — reflecting — for a while, Briefly I contemplated drafting up a post, then in the end decided against it. You know how some mornings are like that: you wake up, see the task at hand and think, “Oh, geez, I just don’t have the energy for this.” And then a different day, with a different set of moods and feelings changes your entire outlook, in which you fix your eyes upon the exact same task and see not a challenge or a burden, but an assignment drawing your inclinations outward. I do love how life works that way.

So, for any of you who’d like to take a gander at my first post ever, here it be:


If not, I take no offense whatsoever . . . though you will not be receiving the delicious virtual white-chocolate macadamia not cookies I baked this morning. Ball’s in your court.

If you happened to read The Fruit Tree, you’ll remember me saying that I was planning to conglomerate with the thousands and thousands of people banding together to share kindness to perfect strangers, all in the effort to spread love and generosity in the wake of abject tragedy. Yes, I was planning on doing something, but I hadn’t yet, and so these were only my good intentions.

However, a few evenings ago, myself, and the man I call Husband trekked to our neighborhood Albertsons, this being the incipient of our project. And though by now, after months and years of weekly grocery shopping, we would have passed by this designated area a number of times, unaffected, that night the plastic menagerie rife with gift cards looked a little different to me. Think of that moment in the movie when the guy sitting at the coffee shop, drowning his sorrows in caffeine and stale biscotti, looks up and sees the most beautiful woman he’s ever laid eyes on; and you know how her hair is suddenly impervious to gravity, lifting elegantly away from both shoulders and neck to cascade like windblown silk amid a lilac summer breeze; how her entire being seems to glow. Yeah, it was kinda like that.

Cue the angelic choir!

After we had made our selections, purchased $260 worth of food, dessert, coffee, music, and cinema, it was time to git bizzy.

The Loot

First, we printed off of 26 of these pre-made cards. Link provided here: 563584_4680194556241_249931601_n.jpg

Then, with a certain solemn quietus, I set about writing each name, 20 children and 6 adults, praying as I went along that their souls would inexplicably know they were being remembered, and would never be forgotten.


Here I am working so fast that Michael couldn’t even get a still shot of me.

And here I am again, gone a little cooky, I’d say.

That’s it. We haven’t yet dispensed the gift cards, though I am very, very, very much looking forward to doing so; a little nervous, too, if I am being honest. Naturally an extrovert, yes . . . Still, approaching a stranger — especially those already suspicious of anyone claiming to impart good with out slimy ulterior motives — is just a smidgen daunting. But: no guts, no glory, right?

So how about you? What’s your plan? I hope if you are intending to do something good, those intentions materialize into something tangible and memorable. And if so, I would love to hear about them.

Before I sign off for the day, I did want to say one last thing. Thank you. Thank you each and every one of you who have introduced yourself and decided to follow along; for taking an interest in this girl over here doing her best to be Light and Good in a world plenteous with waxing shadows. I am honored to have met you, to know you, to have made some incredibly valuable friendships, and to have witnessed and commented on the colorful plethora of wonderful, funny, creative, adventurous things you have done. I look forward to continuing these relationships and peeking in your window every so often. Please continue to peek in mine, too, and heck, just climb on in if you like. I’ll be sure to keep things unlocked.

Happy New Year’s, everyone. I pray this year knows you intimately.

~ Cara

47 thoughts on “Happy Anniversary, TLL

  1. I wish you, your family & friends a wonderfully joyous and healthy, safe, fun Happy New Year….See you right back here next year….Namaste.

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  3. Congratulations on your one year! I am impressed with what you and Michael are doing – good luck and keep us posted. Thank you too for your support and encouragement to me. May much peace and happiness come your way in 2013! Happy New Year!

    • Marney, this was one of those activities that felt nothing like work and the blessing was all mine. I am praying that with each gift-card distributed a life is not only remembered, but possibly one changed in the process. Kindness has a way of transforming hearts.

      HaPPy NeW YeAr to you, too!

  4. Happy Anniversary, Cara. I know you will bless and be blessed carrying out the 26 acts of kindness. I hope you will share some of the stories here.

    Happy New Year!

    • Thank you, my friend. You are most right. The blessing here really is mine. To see the astonished, bewildered faces of those unsuspecting recipients — I can hardly wait!

      I definitely will.

      Love you!

  5. Cara I think this is a wonderful thing you and your husband did. Congrats on your year of blotting on WordPress. I’m on my kindle and could see photos so I have to remember to visit this post again. Happy 2013. Hugs

  6. Belated congratulations on your one year anniversary, Cara.

    I have so enjoyed the prose and lyrical voice — and, honesty — you bring to your blog.

    Yes, I linked back to the original “day one” blog.post and empathized with your write-out-loud musing over whether or not the blogosphere would be kind.

    You brought “kind” and “grace” to your doorstep with your beautiful prose.

    May 2013 bring better health and a plethora of blessings your way.

    • Thank you, Ms. Richard.

      Your words, as always, are just the type of kindness I wish so many others would perpetuate. We writers, we do know the value of words, don’t we. Our gift and our curse, alike.

      I am praying this, too! Let’s meet up over the rainbow after all this washes away.


  7. Cara, I am still playing catch up from my holiday break. I’m sorry I didn’t see this sooner. I can’t tell you how much I enjoyed reading your first blog post to your most recent. The cookie recipe has my stomach growling, and your acts of kindness has me sitting at my laptop with a goofy smile on my face.

    Several of my favorite bloggers are celebrating their first anniversary on WordPress and I feel fortunate to have been touched by this talented circle of friendship.

    Blessings, Cara, and happy anniversary!


    • It does seem as if many of us are celebrating our one year blogiversaries — how lovely to share in this milestone with one another.

      Getting to know you, sharing in your stunning work, has definitely been one of the highlights of joining WP.


  8. Happy one year anniversary, Cara. It’s an interesting way of marking time, don’t you think?
    Your 26 Acts of Kindness are priceless. I’m trying so very, very hard to stay in that mind set, in that moment of hope and optimism. But I must admit that the noise I hear swirling about me is angry and hostile and anything but encouraging of compromise or solutions. It’s so much bigger than me and it’s scary. But your little light can help to fight the darkest. I thank you for that. – Nikki

    • Nikki,

      Yes, it is. I think something within us needs that — to mark time — to have point A and point B, and see what points were circumvented in between and along the way. If only time were kinder…

      I know . . . there are days, still, when I find myself disgusted to exist in a place where this sort of evil prevails. So then I have to remind myself that really it doesn’t. Because where darkness lurks, Light seeks to flood it out. This place is foreign to me; I feel that in my bones. Even my greatest joys here are fleeting; but there is purpose in our being here. We are meant to do Good. To die to fear and live to courage.

      Bless you, my friend.

      ~ Cara

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