把日子过成自己喜欢的样子

下午天气有点热。LP去海因兹音乐厅听加拿大钢琴家演奏勃拉姆斯，我带着Teddy去CMU校园与附近的公园树林里溜达。 树林里凉爽。阳光从树叶间洒下来，秋色才刚刚开始。Teddy一路走走停停、东闻西嗅，我也跟着慢悠悠地走。 边走边想起LP今早日记里写的一段话： “I imagine myself growing into an elegant and graceful old lady—someone who is at home in the kitchen, well-read, appreciative of music, able to play the piano, thoughtful and articulate in conversation, and expressive with the written word. In other words: grace in the way I carry myself, taste in the way I see the world, substance in my mind, a feel for everyday life in my hands, and a heart that never stops discovering new interests.” 想想这些年，她还真是在一点一点把日子过成自己喜欢的样子——做饭、读书、听音乐、弹琴、写字，也和我一起把家里和院子打理得花花草草、生机盎然。而我，反而好像过得有点浑浑噩噩样子。