Friday, September 7, 2012
Early morning with my smallest. Awakened by kisses, the two of us started our morning in a quiet, refreshing way. A walk around the yard, cherry tomatoes, coffee and eggs and a short break on the back porch. This summer has been an anxious and stressful one for me, and along the way I seem to have forgotten to store up these moments in my heart. I've been zipping through each day in harried impatience. I've missed so much.
I've ignored the one thing I know that fills me up, strengthens my focus, arms me with the peace I need to continue. I've neglected myself and it shows. Without these essentials in place, I've been floundering. Some days it has felt that I've gone clean under.
This morning, I took a deep breath. I refilled my coffee mug and my soul, one sip at a time. We sat in companionable silence and I drank it all up: This early Fall morning. This darling little one, growing up right before my eyes. These quiet moments before the rapid fire of my day begins. Things I've brushed past and ignored. Things I've missed.
We hear everyone else stirring inside, little ones rubbing sleep from their eyes and calling my name. I scoop Peter right up and, today, I feel ready to begin.
Just an early morning with my boy, reminding me to be present, to be grateful, and to truly live.
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