It was kind of like stopping to smell the roses.
Friday morning, after a day of thankful overeating and glorious bouts of sloth, Chris and I got up early and drove the kids to the Central Market playground for some family exercise. Well, the kids climbed and ran and slid, while we stood around marveling and taking pictures, but compared to the previous day's activities that was a workout for us.
Because it was only 9:30am when we got there, we had the run of the place. It was so quiet that every time a bird cawed, the Lil' Man looked up and said "Wass at sound Mama?"
After tiring of the playground, the Lil' Man got to wandering down the dirt path that leads around the duck pond behind the play area. Z soon followed and so did Chris. Not wanting to be left behind, I grabbed my purse and set off after them. Because they were about ten paces ahead of me, I got to watch them from a distance. And for some reason, on that morning, and due to the clarity of my brain these days, the sight of my beautiful family walking down the path together took my breath away. They looked like such a family, with my children's blonde mess of hair mirroring their father's sandy blonde mess, they seemed like such obvious descendants. And I just felt so lucky right then. So lucky that it made me dizzy inside. It was the highlight of the weekend for me, that ability to notice what I have and, for once, to not want anything more.
What I'm more thankful for than anything this year is that I have the luxury to enjoy those moments and that I can see them more clearly now than I ever have.
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It was kind of like stopping to smell the roses.
Friday morning, after a day of thankful overeating and glorious bouts of sloth, Chris and I got up early and drove the kids to the Central Market playground for some family exercise. Well, the kids climbed and ran and slid, while we stood around marveling and taking pictures, but compared to the previous day's activities that was a workout for us.
Because it was only 9:30am when we got there, we had the run of the place. It was so quiet that every time a bird cawed, the Lil' Man looked up and said "Wass at sound Mama?"
After tiring of the playground, the Lil' Man got to wandering down the dirt path that leads around the duck pond behind the play area. Z soon followed and so did Chris. Not wanting to be left behind, I grabbed my purse and set off after them. Because they were about ten paces ahead of me, I got to watch them from a distance. And for some reason, on that morning, and due to the clarity of my brain these days, the sight of my beautiful family walking down the path together took my breath away. They looked like such a family, with my children's blonde mess of hair mirroring their father's sandy blonde mess, they seemed like such obvious descendants. And I just felt so lucky right then. So lucky that it made me dizzy inside. It was the highlight of the weekend for me, that ability to notice what I have and, for once, to not want anything more.
What I'm more thankful for than anything this year is that I have the luxury to enjoy those moments and that I can see them more clearly now than I ever have.
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Friday morning, after a day of thankful overeating and glorious bouts of sloth, Chris and I got up early and drove the kids to the Central Market playground for some family exercise. Well, the kids climbed and ran and slid, while we stood around marveling and taking pictures, but compared to the previous day's activities that was a workout for us.
Because it was only 9:30am when we got there, we had the run of the place. It was so quiet that every time a bird cawed, the Lil' Man looked up and said "Wass at sound Mama?"
After tiring of the playground, the Lil' Man got to wandering down the dirt path that leads around the duck pond behind the play area. Z soon followed and so did Chris. Not wanting to be left behind, I grabbed my purse and set off after them. Because they were about ten paces ahead of me, I got to watch them from a distance. And for some reason, on that morning, and due to the clarity of my brain these days, the sight of my beautiful family walking down the path together took my breath away. They looked like such a family, with my children's blonde mess of hair mirroring their father's sandy blonde mess, they seemed like such obvious descendants. And I just felt so lucky right then. So lucky that it made me dizzy inside. It was the highlight of the weekend for me, that ability to notice what I have and, for once, to not want anything more.
What I'm more thankful for than anything this year is that I have the luxury to enjoy those moments and that I can see them more clearly now than I ever have.