I'm making an effort to own each day. All last week, Jon was been home on vacation and we spent the whole week together. There was a dinner at the pub up the street, a ride on the Ottawa River in a motor boat, visits with some grandparents, trips to the park, and lots of daytime walks followed by naps with Daddy. It wasn't perfect, of course: few things ever are. There was some frustration while we were picking out new glasses for me on Friday and there are almost daily moments of intense
three-ness. But in the midst of any frustration or tantrums or meltdowns, there is goodness. There is love.
There is beautiful simplicity in a typical morning.
We don't need to seek out beauty in our lives: it's always there, even in
very bad circumstances, and it is glorious and wonderful. We simply need to open our eyes to it and allow life to be what it is.
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