So I tripped unloading groceries and sprained my ankle. It hurt. It still hurts.
But this Sunday morning, I am sitting in a house by myself with my foot propped up and a bag of ice and enjoying quiet, stillness and my thoughts.
I SO NEEDED THIS.
I could cry thinking how much I'm delighting in the quiet (except for the occasional dog sounds) even while I'm in pain. Did I unconsciously do this so I would have to sit down?
I don't know. I know I have to revel in this quiet now because come tomorrow, I am back on duty, full on. The kids can help though and making them step up, pushes their boundaries of leaning on mom when they could do for themselves. Interesting to watch, because it tugs at me. I'm supposed to take care of them. But as they mature, they can start taking care of their own needs, which is the goal of parenting.
Well, time to go revel in the quiet again, before it's over.
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