Friday, July 12, 2013
I was sitting on the couch last night in the dark, soaking my sprained foot in an ice bath - slumbering baby in my lap and dogs resting at my feet - watching the lightning storm outside. And it occurred to me that I never really just sit still like this. How nice it was! Just sitting and watching and appreciating what is around me. I didn't think about what I needed to do next, or fret about the dirty floor or become distracted by the dishes piled in the sink (as I usually do). I simply sat there. I noticed how calm and rythmic the baby's breaths were, how sweet the dogs looked all curled up, and how beautifully the flashes of lightning reflected on the wet world outside. It didn't last long - the storm passed, the baby awoke clamoring to be nursed, and the dogs roused. But I'm trying to hold onto that moment and keep it at the forefront of my memory; a sweet reminder to quiet myself from time to time, and allow that stillness to foster gratitude for the simple joys surrounding me.