Oops, I Forgot These Gems!

A short adendum to my last post...

This will be short, I promise you!

While I was in the weeks-long germinating phase of yesterday’s post, I Love Stories, I kept writing down quotes that I wanted to include. Most of them were Laura’s. Some were from her books, and some were from the TV show. I’m only going to share a few of them.

The notes were scattered here and there - on bits of paper - rather than neatly written in a notebook or journal. Of course, they were…

Laura’s quote above about home happened during a tender moment with her Pa. It would seem that she was blessed to feel this way in spite of the endless poverty her family endured. Indeed, not everyone might say those words, depending on their childhood circumstances.

But home doesn’t have to just mean our childhood home, obviously. Anyone with a lot of Taurus in their astrology chart will understand how important home is.

For the travelers and wanderers out there, home might feel like wherever you are in the moment. I have a Sagittarius sun and should, according to my chart, love to travel. Which I did for a while, but I mostly loved returning home.

At the end of a few episodes, there would be a voiceover of Laura. In one episode, a newspaperman came to their little (and I mean little) town of Walnut Grove to set up shop. The rude, nasty shopkeeper at the mercantile, Harriet Oleson, who looked down on most others as “beneath her station,” started writing a gossip column for the paper.

Eventually, the paper folded because the churchgoing folks in town were horrified by her slander.

At the end of the episode, we hear Laura declare:

Some things never change, do they? What would Pa think today?

Mary, the oldest, was scholarly and obedient. Laura would rather spend her time fishing in Plum Creek. One day, as Mary was happily studying history, Laura was about to race out to go fishing when Ma told her she needed to study too.

Her reply was priceless:

Last of all, I wanted to share this gem. Mary has a friend, John, who’s much more of a dreamer—a reader, a writer—than a hunter or farmer.

This quote is dedicated to my friend who just this morning shyly shared a poem she’d written. She declared that she was no writer like so many of us do. Her poem was a gem - just like this quote:

Now I can let my post rest in peace.

Much Love,
Barbara

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