Friday, February 08, 2013
If only I could just get up and go. Except right now, I'm enjoying the moment.
I'm typing this blog as I listen the dryer tumbling clothes round and round. A fresh clean load of laundry almost ready to be taken out.
I am listening to my two eldest daughters talking and reading to one another in the far bedroom. Making noises of animals, laughing, chatting and just being together. Spending time.
I hear the whir of the laptop and feel the warmth emanating from it as I type. Looking at my poinsettia plant and other plants that are flourishing in the shelter of this warm house. I see family photos on the walls, trinkets, messes of read newspapers, untidy pillows on the couches and other paraphernalia that needs putting away.
The sun is shining through my windows, bathing me in warmth. I know that spring will come.
I hear children outside playing, cars moving, the crunching of snow under people's boots as they walk by the house.
So much going on in this world. So many things that people are doing and I KNOW I should be doing something more meaningful and profound.
Yet all I do is sigh. Close my eyes and acknowledge, that it doesn't matter how messy my house is. It matters that I'm here, being a Mom, loving my family.
I think I'll get the kids together and take them skating for a bit.
I close my laptop and smile.