I’m so grateful to be home this afternoon, having enjoyed the long, warm (mid-20′s!!!), sunny drive from my mom’s.
Time to sing, time to think, time to breathe.
She had another angiogram to deal with more scar-tissue buildup in the artery and vein they’ve been working on in the femoral artery bypass they did a year ago. Sometimes, they say, people’s bodies are robust scar-tissue builders…which is great in some things, but clearly not for this, blocking the passageways the bypass was intended to open.
While they can fix it as time goes on by doing more procedures as necessary, there’s really no way to get a person’s body to quit doing what we like to call “such good work”.
Her procedure was yesterday and we had a sleepover at her house last night because the surgeons don’t want the patient to be alone until 12+ hours after surgery. We were exhausted from a full day at the hospital and emotionally spent, but after a good night’s sleep, we had fun watching movies and chatting, trying a new Mexican take-out place by her house for lunch that we have never tried.
I cherish these ordinary moments.
If 2014 has taught me anything thus far, it is precisely that — cherish what is.
We can get so caught up in our life’s pursuit — following dreams, single-mindedly chasing after goals, and moving ourselves toward the bigger and better — that we forget to stop and smell the flowers exactly where we are.
Right here. Right now.
Not that we shouldn’t take steps to fulfill our desire for different or more. But it’s so easy for that movement to distract us and keep us from connecting to what is beautiful and wonder-full already underfoot. From expressing our gratitude for what we already have. When we have it.
Before we don’t.
For me today, that is waking up at my mommy’s house, with her feeling well, and having the freedom to be with her most of the day. Bella trying to crawl into my sweatshirt as I took a brief snooze in a sunbeam in the Soul Cave when I got home. Currently writing this post at my studio window, witnessing the gorgeous sunshine well into the 5 o’clock hour.
Spring is coming, my friends!
And welcoming our Trooper home again…
I am grateful.
For all of it.
For worry and laughter, peace and warmth, companionship and tears.
I am grateful for each connection and relationship. For each new adventure that only promises to teach me more about myself and my place in this life. And for slowing down long enough to imagine smelling the flowers that are yet a glimmer underneath the feet of snow still outside my window.
I trust that they are there. Just as I trust Trooper is here. Just as I trust that wonder and love are here.
I am grateful to create the space to notice, leaning into the uncertainty and promise of each ordinary moment.
Whatever it will be.
So, kiss your babies and honeys, and pull your critters close. Give yourself a great big hug and give thanks for what is right now.
Not out of fear or worry of what might be tomorrow, or of what we can’t control or know.
But because our hearts have much to reveal to us when we are able to bridge that gap between what we think we need in order to be joyful, and what is right before us that already brings us joy.
Lean in, my friends.
And I will do the same.//