I was still in pajamas at 9 a.m., nursing my second cup of coffee.
I was resisting the start of the day, the nag of a homeschool lesson plan, the looming pre-vacation to-do list.
I wanted to be on vacation already.
I was bemoaning the afternoon dentist appointment.
I calculated how many errands I could cram into the time I'd allotted for the babysitter to be here.
I was ready to be done with my week of solo parenting.
I felt pressed to finish all of the books before the library needed them back tomorrow.
I was admiring creative posts by other bloggers, and wondered when I'd find inspiration for my own blog.
Then I heard them calling from the back door.
They had worked together to search all corners of our backyard, side yards and front yard to collect a fistful of spring blossoms for me.
There were grape hyacinths, narcissus, forsythia and dandelions.
I'm not sure I can tie all of this together in any important way. And I'm not sure why, but that tiny bouquet made me feel like all of the other crap was the most important work a person could do in a day.
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Look for other Bigger Picture moments today with Jade.
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ReplyDeleteThank you, Adrienne!
ReplyDeleteAnd I'm sorry that I inadvertently removed your lovely comment. Oops!
DeleteFistfuls of flowers seem to put things into perspective, right? I'm so glad you had that gentle reminder of sweetness :) And I hope your solo-week ends on a wonderfully peaceful note!
ReplyDelete(Also -- when you figure out ways to keep a blog endlessly creative and captivating, let me know. I've been wallowing lately.)
Inspiration seems to come in waves and often the tide comes in when I have little free time for writing, so there it is. You're keeping up beautifully in your wallowing state, though, Sarah!
DeleteAlmost seems like it should be a Friday blog. Perfect ending to a long week! But there are so many more blessings to come. Can't wait to see you all, very soon.
ReplyDeleteYes, it should have been a Friday, but sadly a Thursday and still two days left until homecoming day. With weather like this, we'll make it!
DeleteOh! A fist full of flowers gathered by kiddos sounds like a shower of blessings to me. It washes you clean of negativity.
ReplyDeleteWhat a beautiful and simple bigger moment. It shines!
Alita
A blessings shower indeed! Thank you, Alita!
DeleteThe crap is all tied in the great love you have for your children so it is all relevant. The flowers were just a reminder that they know how important they are to you and that you love them.
ReplyDeleteThank you! I'm so glad you found me again! I've been reading you, too, and all of your quilting work is so inspiring!
DeleteSometimes these moments don't need to be tied together and neatly packaged. Sometimes their sweetness pervades. Like the sweetness in this one.
ReplyDeleteThank yo for reiterating that here, Hycacynth. I'm just realizing I've been misspelling your name for an embarrassing among of time. Ugh. Apologies.
DeleteOh how sweet! And I thought it was perfectly tied together. Because that's how life happens. We focus on the to-dos and don't-want-to-dos, all the meanwhile sweetness pops up unexpected in a fistful of blossoms and suddenly we remember to breathe again. It's lovely when that happens, and you captured it perfectly!
ReplyDeleteYes, remember to breathe ... Do we hear ourselves say that out loud right now? I often forget to breathe. Thanks for the reminder. :)
DeleteSuch cuties at your backdoor! I'm glad they were there to help you put all that other crap behind you, as you said:) lovely!
ReplyDeleteThey are cute, aren't they? Sometimes I overlook the cuteness and am grateful for photo proof of it. :)
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