You know that and I know that, and I also know that all regular attempts at writing four or five days a week on the blog may be labeled extinct when a flight or two and a house full of family is involved. And that, I’d say, is a very good thing.
So although we’re missing the HBH, Cancan and I are making lemonade out of lemons up in Washington state for the week.
We’re heading to Walmart and swerving up and down the blue and white aisles, illegally squishing two three-days-apart cousins into the front of a shopping cart …because we can.
We’re buying fireworks that fly high in the sky from the local Indian reservation, and we’re firing up the grill every night; we’re taking lots and lots of walks, mostly because Mr. I’m-Almost-1 won’t take his naps anywhere but against his mama’s chest in the Ergo.
(And I for one, am not complaining…).
We’re looking at all the different shades of green, and over and over again, we’re thinking, Man, God… way to go on this bounty of creation. Job well done. The Crayola 64-pack ain’t got nothing on you.
We’ve got our nose pressed in book after book, mostly because the iphone doesn’t get reception in these here Silverdale woods – but in doing so, we’re reminded that we want and desire to be present in the moment, with family and with books and in the presence of Creation. So, as always, it’s good to turn off. [Finished: Never Let Me Go and Momma Zen; reading: Care of the Soul and Cooked. Reviews to come.]
And then we’re seeing those friends of the soul – those people who’ve known you and for some reason stuck with you over the years and through the seasons. They’ve seen the good, the bad and the ugly in you, and they’ve continued to show up. So you wish that you could say thankyouthankyouthankyou in a 1000 different ways, but instead you find that you’re just figuring out how to catch up in conversation, so right when you leave you simply wish for another week longer.
So in the meantime, you do a simple inhale-exhale. You breathe deeply and you glance upward, grateful for another day, thankful for a pack of people who say YES to continuing to cheer you on in life.
And you hope – you hope hope hope – that you’ll be able to do the same for them.