dream of things that make the world a happy place.
dream ideas to grow love in my neighborhood.
think memories of those who are no longer here...
feel hugs from those i cannot feel today...
and some days... in my pillows and my thoughts i wish that my time were always mine.
that dishes did not need to be cleaned.
that the trash did not pile so.
that my children would tidy without asking...
that dirt did not do as bunnies do and multiply before my eyes.
and some days i am blessed with thoughtfulness
and love that spills over my cup and onto the floor.
some days i leave the dishes for tomorrow and play in paint instead.
hubby never says he minds.
i will talk on the phone with my dearest friend.
and one day... she will live close enough for play dates.
some days, in the middle of the swirling and the twirling of life around me
i know just who i am. i know just who i want to be.
i see my children for who they are... and who they want to be...
i feel at home in my skin.
i feel my pieces come together.
some days, it's just good.
So glad to hear that! I thought maybe you were fighting a headache again.
ReplyDeleteAwesome. Freaking awesome. You rock Rachel!
ReplyDeleteLove your doll!! I guess I could maybe start to make mine...so much going on right now..Your work is beautiful and I loved reading your thoughts and outlook, very insightful... I see you live on the Coast, what part? We live in Happy Valley and visit the coast when we can, I love Cannon Beach, that is probably my mostest favorite... Hugs, MO
ReplyDeleteYou blogged this on margarita day, I can tell. ;) I LOVE YOU!! Go ahead and pencil me in for a play date this July. It may not be at your house, but we WILL get to see each other...
ReplyDeleteSome days, I'll take what I can get. {{{hugs}}}
Rachel love your writing, very calming, it shows your sweet spirit. Hugs
ReplyDeleteAmen Sista!! Love this post Rachel so visual!
ReplyDeleteGreat post.
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