When I came downstairs, Kachi called me over to tell me his dreams from last night. "Sometimes I know I'm dreaming because my brain is big enough to have the dream and know it too."
Sam interrupted then, eager to show me a funny reel he thought I'd laugh at, because his joys are always bigger when he sees them reflected in someone else's eyes.
As Vava came downstairs, she called out, "Janelle Labelle! I love you!"
Then Patrick came downstairs, ready to leave for work, but took a few minutes to smooch and hold me first.
And then I put on my headphones asked the internet for music while I made the kids breakfast, and this song came on:
Something Just Like This (click for a listen if you haven't heard it yet)
It couldn't have been more perfect.
I struggle with depression and often miss the deep goodness blooming wildly all around me. I know I am so lucky, and so loved, and I thank God for these goons every day. But some days the fog of constant demand is thick on my heart and I just can't feel it.
Today I felt it.
Wishing you a free and fogless Wednesday with your eyes wide open to the love, dear friends.
Xo.
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