all images (c) the plumed nest.
Last Saturday my mom took all three of my boys on vacation. At first when she suggested the idea of them away for 6 whole days my stomach felt queasy and I instinctively wanted to say "Uh, that's not going to happen." I kept thinking I haven't been away from my kids for that many days in a row in years, I'd miss them too much. And as they pulled away that morning I came inside and sniffled a little bit. But determined not to spend my days wringing my hands and feeling "empty," I began to think, "wait, I haven't been alone in years! This is amazing!" And so began one of the most blissful weeks of my life. There I was. You know, me. This timeless sense of me. Not mom-me or daughter-me or friend-me. Like who I was at 5 or 12 or 20 and who I still will be at 40 or 55 or 80. That person you are when no one else is around. hello! how are you? oh, I am good, really really good. Happy as a clam.
On another note, I have often wondered, in vain of course, how much I could get done if I just had time to do it? The answer? A lot! I have been working like a busy bee filling orders and cleaning and organizing. Coming across old treasures that have made me both smile and tear up a little bit (the photos are some of those long lost treasures). But it's been so healthy and refreshing and when my sweet boys return today (yay!) hopefully they will return not only to a freshened up home but to a refreshened me as well. I am definitely putting this on my future "grandma to-do list" it's been heavenly.
What do you to reconnect with yourself?