Note: This was written in the midst of the Christmas rush and forgotten about until 10 minutes ago. Although the holiday craziness is finally over, our New Year schedule is about to take over my life and I need to force myself to slow down and enjoy the moments…always.
On the bathroom floor yesterday (I think clearly staring at the tile pattern) I decided I was in over my head…with life. I felt submerged by all this living, all this responsibility, all this motherhood. Could the weight of it all kill a person?
On top of it all, the floor was in need of a good cleaning. I got up and moved on with my day.
Today, the weight was gone. I don’t know where it went. I don’t know when it will return, but I’m thankful for the break.
I spent the afternoon helping my little Butterfly choose Christmas gifts for her sisters. Instead of the sadness I’ve felt lately when noticing how much she’s grown or the worrying about her future, I enjoyed her. We sat in traffic.We weaved through the crowds at the stores. There was no complaining. I treasured her laughter, her ideas and her chatter in each moment.
Now, she’s in front of me, on the other side of the kitchen island, baking up gingerbread cookies for Santa. She’s promised to share.
I am so thankful that she is in my life.
“Let us be grateful to the people who make us happy; they are the charming gardeners who make our souls blossom.” Marcel Proust.
So moms, if you are feeling overwhelmed by parenting or life in general, I hear you. Now step away from the big picture. Focus on the beautiful snapshot right in front of you.