We have been having ridiculous blue sky days here in Ohio. Breathtakingly beautiful sunny days without a raindrop in sight. That means that the farmers are already complaining here in my neighborhood. But for me, a mom whose heart can get weary with too much bad news and too many goodbyes, it is like medicine to my soul. I am trying to drink it in. I sit on the porch in my bare feet-I read somewhere you should let your feet touch the earth. ” Oh mom you are sounding like a hippie, ” a child growls at me. Yes child, the older we get the stranger we get I guess. I am not wearing a purple hat yet but I won’t rule it out!
We need to take care of ourselves, we mothers and grandmothers. We carry a load. I thought it would get lighter. But now I realize the older I get the more people I have to love. And when those loved ones are traipsing around the world in a dangerous occupation, leaving their own babies behind-it is a heavier weight in that momma backpack I am always carrying. So on beautiful bluebird days I will look to the light and drink it in so it can sustain me on the dark days.
I must do this. I must recharge my batteries. I invite you to take some time-even just a minute to do it too. You really must. Here, take a minute and sit with me.