Or, what a difference a day makes.
Yesterday was one of those days when I was done. Tired. Frustrated. Bitter. If you can think of an unhappy word, I likely felt it yesterday. And really, I think it’s been building up.
Life sometimes gets so busy and my priorities get out of whack. I get bogged down by e-mail, housework, saying “yes” when I probably should say “no”. Sometimes, I get stubborn and don’t take the time I need to relax, rest, be. You know, because “good moms” don’t need a break. Right?
The result is a day like yesterday.
Finally, towards the end of the day, I gave in. I let go. Even though there was laundry to put away and things to pick up, the kids and I went outside. Almost instantly, my mood shifted. And later, after the children were tucked in bed (and J was watching football) I relaxed and caught up on the latest Bon Appetit rather than surfing the net or watching a show I’m only semi-interested.
The fresh air. The laughter. Stepping away. The quiet. It was all medicine for my soul.
I felt relaxed, refreshed and recharged.
So I started thinking about how I prevent these crashes in the future. Sometimes, it’s so easy to think that everyone else’s lives are perfect and harmonious. One reason I love reading blogs is to get a glimpse of beauty in other people’s lives. But really, it’s only a glimpse. Those lives are also full of dirty laundry, grouchy family members, crumbs on the floor, mile long to-do lists, fears and sadness.
And yet, there is also the beauty. It’s all a matter of perspective.
So, I will enjoy the way the sunlight dances on crystal as I empty the dishwasher.
I will sit with the kids on the couch and watch the sunrise.
I will kiss the dirty faces before I wash them.
I will turn of the computer, say “no”, and take time to be. (As I was reminded a few months ago.)
And, I’ll remember to be thankful for the life I have. It may not always be pretty, easy or fun but, with the right perspective, it is always beautiful.