Every cold, frosty morning of the first two weeks of January seemed to start with sunshine. It was a rare Vancouver-winter treat that made me fall more in love with winter. Recently, we’ve had an incredible fog settle on the valley. It’s thick and dark and magical and makes me feel like I’m living in a movie.
Random things have filled January. 1) A new website and blog is coming soon (hopefully February, possibly March) and I’ve been writing content. 2) Goal-setting has been a big part of my weeks, too. In prayer, I’ve been considering the relationship between our dreams and God’s plans. I want a greater faith – faith for answers to prayer, faith for bigger dreams, faith to be bold. 3) A side project I started for Mercy Ministries has raised $400 so far: all orders have been knit and shipped. If you’d like to donate, I plan to keep the project going. Send me an email. While knitting almost a dozen scarves this month, I watched hours of Gilmore Girls. (Simply because I haven’t figured out how to read and knit at the same time yet. Dang. All in time.)
My Gilmore Girls obsession started in my early teen years. I hate painting a negative picture of high school… but in my life it was a lonely, disheartening, confusing time, full of physical/emotional sickness. My parents were my anchor through those years: quality time with them was treasured. We stumbled across Gilmore Girls when I was 15 years old and it soon became our thing. We bought all 7 seasons on DVD.
Mom and I connected with Lorelai and Rory’s mother-daughter-but-best-friend bond. Small things Rory did or said often mirrored me, especially the “younger” me. We laughed when Rory moved to college and called her mom homesick the very first night. When Lorelai drove out to Yale she hugged Rory and said, “Oh my emotionally-stunted daughter. I love you.” Rory, with tears in her eyes, “Why don’t I hate you?! Why can’t I wait to get away from you? Do something to make me hate you!” And we loved Lorelai’s relaxed parenting approach – the way she made it clear (in the right battles) she was the mom, but also there to be a friend. Lorelai & Rory’s love of coffee and favourite place at Luke’s diner was similar to us, too. Many-a-afternoons, when I should have been in class, I was with Mom — sharing life at a coffee shop. As the only daughter, I was blessed with all my mom’s attention. We were inseparable most of my teenage years, and 7 years later, I still like her!
I’m sure I’ve watched every GG episode at least 3x. The show stopped airing 5 years ago but it’ll never die in the Peterson household. Not only do my parents love it and regularly watch old episodes with me — but Brandon’s girlfriend even has him watching it now. True story. (It makes me so happy.)