Earlier in the day, William scrunched on the kitchen floor frustrated. He wanted two dollars and I (lovingly) said no. I really didn't know what to do, he seemed inconsolable. I was in the middle of cleaning and packing easter decorations and felt a little inconvenienced at his behavior. However, I came down on the tile next to him and looked up out my kitchen window. All I could see was blue skies and blossoms from my apple tree. I vowed I would at some point today lay under that Apple tree and inhale the beautiful flowered branches. As for that moment, I realized how insignificant my chores were in relation to how significant, if not vital, my consoling and encouraging William was. I know that seems like a no Brainer, but the reality settled on me in a powerful way as I held my boy.
Kids came home from school, we had snacks and Popsicles. We cleaned the house and Caity took off to choir. The boys and I headed to the park where the climbed everything possible (including bathrooms) and played spies. When we all made it back home I decided to make good on my promise and dinner found our little clan picnicking under apple blossoms.
There was something so ordinary and perfect in the happiness we felt laying there together. I just want to remember that. So often I analyze and the over analyze so that I miss the goodness of my life. This evening I just drank it up and relished in the peace of it all.
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