Showing posts with label living in the moment. Show all posts
Showing posts with label living in the moment. Show all posts

Saturday, June 1, 2013

Silence, Bath, Art, and Oreos: My Kind of Therapy.

The moment came. 
The moment I have been waiting for.
Fathers and Sons Campout!

After packing some sandwiches and kissing my boys good bye, I shut the door and soaked in the silence.

{Sigh} It felt good.

Now, what to do with myself...

My first reaction was to get to work- clean,  laundry, organize, errands, edit photos- imagine all the things I could accomplish!

WHOA THERE... 
I had a second thought... 
...and I made a mad dash to the tub. 
 I couldn't remember the last time I soaked in a bath- let alone had complete silence!

After a blissful soak, I opened the pantry, grabbed my mint oreo stash and some milk and listened to the silence. 

{Sigh} What better moment than to crack open that new Art Journal I have neglected.
 My theme: "Because the common or mundane daily moments and interactions might seem inconsequential-(but) are perhaps among the most critical and influential in character development and nurturing of family relationships"
I wanted to start the inside of this journal with something really simple and something I truly believe in. This journal will be filled with the mundane daily moments that are truly the most important things in my life.
 My little sister Bee sent me a card in the mail a few weeks ago -just because- with this photo of little man playing with him in the snow. I am so blessed to have a sister like her. Love you sis!
 I saw this phrase in a magazine and smiled- I had to add it to my writing page:

"Mom danced with me."

Often times, it is easy to wonder if the mundane and small things we do every day for our children really matter. Little Man and I had one of our dance session in the kitchen that day... and while we were dancing and giggling, I hoped that he would remember these moments forever.

My night ended with a chick flick and my snoogle pillow.
The dishes were left undone, the laundry sat in the dryer, and my to do list was ignored.

It was a good night. 

I must admit that after writing in my art journal- I missed my little man and the mister like crazy.
I can't wait to see them.

xo, besitos