Pieces of Me

Tuesday, June 8, 2010

Quiet

I’m sitting in my home, enjoying the quiet.  It’s not every day quiet – you know the quiet you get when you send your kids to their rooms to play.  Or send them outside.  It’s more than that.  It’s near silent.  There is no sound of children playing, laughing, screaming.  It’s just quiet. 

For the 1st time in weeks, I’m home alone.  These past weeks have been full of life.  Get from here to there.  Make sure we are fed.  Is the laundry done?  Is the law mowed?  Has Hannah brought everything home from school?  Don’t forget to grab the teachers something as a thank you.  Don’t forget splash day!  Or field day!  Did you put on sunscreen?

And between all those events, we’ve gone up to the rehab hospital to visit grandpa.  We’ve been up there every day, but one, and on that day, Stephen still went.  Our evenings have been disrupted (for good cause), and the family is spending precious time with grandpa (Dad Mc). 

Don’t let me forget to mention that I had two photo shoots on Saturday.  Two wonderful photo shoots – but boy, was it hot. . .and boy, was it humid.  The photos are great, BTW.

I’m also leading the praise time at Noah’s Ark Summer Camp this year (it’s not too much, 20 minutes a week, but the prep for it was insane).  I’m subbing, too, but I’ve only had to sub once so far. 

Next week I’m helping with Preschool VBS at Weskoak Woods and leading Praise Time. 

All of this activity has had it toll on my body, and I’m hurting.  My head, my neck, my shoulders, my back.  And I’m craving things that are not good for me like soda and chocolate.  And I’ve allowed myself to indulge a bit – to keep me sane, I say.

Finally got a moment to talk to a sweet friend of mine.  And her exact words to me were, “Rose, you have to send the kids with Stephen tonight, alone, and stay home.  If you don’t, you’re going to burn out, and where will that put you?”  And she’s right – it will put me into a full blown, 3 day migraine.  And I can’t afford that right now. 

So that’s what I did.  And although I do feel little guilty, and sad, that I’m missing time with grandpa, I know my kids still get to see him.  And Stephen.  And it’s okay. 

Why?  Because sometimes we all need a little quiet.

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