Here's the thing, I'm a moment junkie. Have been for a long, long time. Love being witness to moments, noticing them, seeking them out. Capturing them, looking at them. Studying them long after the moment has passed. Lately, I've been pretty swept up with the in between moments. The ones that are easy to miss. So easy to miss.
Racing around in the morning. I stop. I look around, the kids... their sweet little tv coma faces... staring at whatever show they've decided on this morning. Ignoring me. That moment. Getting Maisie her waffle... finding a matching sock for Elliot, for Maisie for me. Grabbing their clothes, my keys... those moments. To me lately, these are the most beautiful. To me, they mean we are all ok. We are going on with daily life. The magic in it is actually miraculous to me. Waking up to Maisie's flashlight too early as she sneaks around in the morning. "mommy..." Magic. Going into get my almost 3 year old out of his crib that he is still in and loves. It doesn't even occur to him that he can easily get out of it. Magic. Cleaning up their toys that mean they are happily engaged in playing. Making a mess, being wild. Being alive. So f'ing grateful. Today, everyday moments are the ones that have my heart. The regular day moments. The simple, the messy, the laundry piled up means we got up and wore clothes, and got them dirty. The big pile of stuff beside my computer means I took Elliot to feed the birds instead. I'm ok with me. I'm ok with us. I'm freaking grateful to be able to drive Maisie to school in the morning, the same way... every day. It means we're ok, and that is a massive blessing.
I'm a moment junkie. The big, the obscure, and the hidden gems. It makes my heart peaceful to take deep breaths into the mundane. The every day. The every day moments are how we spend our lives. There is no finish line. Not the weekend, not the birthdays, not Christmas...
This, is everything.
and I just felt like sharing that with you.