If you were inside my head right now, then you’d be singing, “I love the mountains, I love the rolling hills, I love the flowers, I love the daffodils, I love the fireflies when all the lights are low…”
I do love the mountains.
In fact, I love the mountains so much that I chose to forgo the lake and swimming pool with the kids today so that I could stay at the cabin and watch the clouds cast shadows onto and away from the mountains.
[I’m sure there’s something to be learned from the experience, but, believe it or not, I’ve chosen just to let the experience be what it was—a beautifully peaceful experience.]
I drifted in and out of sleep just as the shadows drifted over the land and I breathed deeply and smiled often and for one brief moment I felt no stress…(even though I did miss the boys and girl and battle with a little bit guilt over not being with them).
Tomorrow, we’ll go for a boat ride and then probably go swimming and then after that I’m not sure what we’ll do.
But it really doesn’t matter.
All that matters is I’m here with my family and I’m in the mountains and I can breathe a little easier and I am content—for now.
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