)(( hannah mello ))(

Where did 2010 go?

This space has held almost 6 years' worth of adventures and whispers and inspirations. Where did 2010 go? It is literally absent here.

2010.
Bam came a move to Seattle. Swoosh came a job after over 100 applications-- not by way of interview, but out of the dust-- created for me by a job that started as "temporary only". 2011. A new year already.

I remember interviewing Maria Vittoria in Modena, Italia. (There's a whole section in this post with her photos.) Week after week she would write for me her life stories-- from the World Wars and her childhood. She wrote in cursive: I corrected her English. It kept her mind fresh.

I remember interviewing Bess, my junior year in university, as the semester project for my upper level psych class "Adulthood and Aging".

Both women were artists, both incredibly fiesty-- not at all afraid to communicate affect or emotion. Both had great loves in their life-- men who were some of the best grade. And both women had years missing. Years that ran together; a few that slipped-- not because they were any less memorable or important.

I've had quite a year. Quite a few years. Ever since returning to the Pacific Coast. Some of my friends have worried for me that I'm frazzled. Some have said that there's light missing behind my eyes.

I remember Bess and Maria Vittoria-- women that lived decades upon decades of dreaming and adventuring and loving-- and I'm not worried. Maybe some years, like my 2010, are so full of living that they're not as dimensional. There's underground workings that can't be communicated in storytelling.

Sometimes real life isn't as easily cataloged.

& now, I'm here-- 2011.

posted by )(( hannah mello ))( @ 8:39 PM