This weekend was like a perfectly relaxing dream. Friday was an enchanting exploration. Saturday was pure connectedness. Sunday was a beautiful reunion of people I love. On this Monday morning what can I expect to enjoy? The sleepy sounds of two houseguests, the anticipation of a productive business meeting, a little caffeine to really get me going, smiles from my sons. Monday is the start of a new week, the continuation of our lives that connect one to each other. Whatever your day may bring, remember to appreciate the connections around you.
“Where Saints and Angels dwell above all hearts are knit in holy love, bind us in that heavenly chain. Give peace o’ God give peace again”
lyrics from O God of Love O King of Peace ELW #749
Inspiration from my morning worship. Sometimes the old hymns are the most meaningful.
As another Saturday of my life winds down to an end, I began thinking of all the ways I have spent my Saturdays. Saturdays are, for me, that spare day when you do what you didn’t have time to do the previous week. I have had many Saturdays of rushing to finish errands, working on a much neglected home project, or just plain trying to get basic housework done. Of course me being a mom there are the countless Saturdays of running kids to parties, cheering for their successes at their activities, and the thankless hours of clothes shopping with them. Of course I have wiggled in a few “just for me” Saturdays also. Then there are those rare Saturdays of just pure laziness.
Today I spent the whole day with all three of my sons. I suggested hiking, airsoft shooting, working in the yard, anything to coax them out of hibernation to bask in the last few warm, sunshiny days before the harsh winter sets in. But as all good teenagers do they were content to lounge around the house with various forms of technology rotting their brains. Every now and then they would grunt for more food or shuffle off to a different area in the house in search of a different resting place, but for the most part they keep their movements small like they are mountain lions stalking prey. In the end….well in the end I gave up on a “meaningful” experience kind of day.
So I actually stopped my working, I stopped and just sat down. That is when I found a new meaning to quality time. I have spent most of my son’s lives trying to give them quality time as often as I could. It was in the form of education, recreation, experiences and such. Today I laughed, talked, and lazed around with them. Not just for a couple of hours but the whole day! I learned that one son will still snuggle his mom if he gets tired. I learned one son will never put down his gadgets if he is conscience. I learned one son has an appetite that even when inactive still needs satiating. We did a Netflix marathon. One season of one show all day! It was one of the most magical Saturdays of my life! All four of us in our comfortable living room curled up under our own blankets, leftover Halloween candy in reach (and shared!), the remote was appointed, and a show was agreed upon. No one had anywhere to go. No one had pressing responsibilities. I will not delude myself in thinking today will be remembered by my sons as memorable. It was a day to recharge and relax for them, but for me it was as close to perfect as I think I will ever get.
So when you try everything to motivate someone to do what you think is best for them be sure you stop for a moment to listen to them. Sometimes the best quality time you can spend is doing nothing at all.
I awoke this morning to the sound of a mower, not a big deal in my neighborhood where our houses are so close together and it was 10 am (sheepish grin). When I went to my window to see who the motivated neighbor was I wittnessed a small act of kindness that made my heart smile. My neighbor was “vacuuming” the leaves in both our yards! Yes it makes sense to do both yards since the wind will inevitably blow all the leaves around again. But what he doesn’t know is this was a task I have put off all week because of my back pain. So thank you my kind neighbor, it means more than you know! I love unexpected kindness! Happy Saturday everyone!
Yesterday I mentioned perspective in my blog. Perspective can relate to many different aspects of ones life. I loved slowing down a little to really appreciate all the different ways I can view my life, my community, my relationships, and my travels. I experienced small children giggling, wind chimes making their music in the breeze, leaves crunching under my feet, the last of the insects attempting to survive the chilly weather, the pride in a project completed, and the energy of my teenage boys (they come into our home like a whirlwind, eat and are gone just as fast!). I love the perspective of this photo. I love that the small yellow leaf adhered itself to the tinted window of my truck. My intention was capturing a fallen leaf no longer blowing in the wind but securely stuck to a window. What I actually captured was a different perspective of a quiet neighborhood.