I. Just. Am.
A typical day finds me responding to my kids OK, but just for a minute or Mama doesn't have time right now or Can you give me a sec, sweetie? The constant ebb and flow of the busy suburban life wears me down like the coral at ocean's edge. But here, in the cool north of the 13th colony, all is quiet. Life is like that burbling creek, slipping through the smooth rocks with a cool hush.
Miss-Miss and I dipped our feet into that hush today. She and her brothers built a little dam in the creek and I calmly watched, not worrying about the dizzying passage of time or the way we hurtle through space each second. We just... were. There was no news of the outside, no FYI of the latest world tensions, or which presidential candidate is jockeying for votes. It was all flowers, breeze, and a lush, mossy carpet cushioning our feet.
For right now, we are calm on this crazy rock, just watching, without a care, as the universe goes by. And I like it.