Like Martha, I’ve been troubled about many things. Every day holds more tasks than can reasonably be done; every member of my family has more needs than can be met. For five weeks (one miserable, the rest just lingering) I’ve been coughing, wheezing and missing the other half of my lungs (of course I’ve still been running, but my friends are weary of waiting for me as I gasp my way up the hills).
I’ve been working to get my muchness back. My curse and superpower is shooting for the stars; I fall often, bloody my knees and wonder what I could have been thinking. When I’m myself, I brush away the wreckage and move onto the next adventure. Maybe I’ve crashed too often and too hard in the last years to ever be
me again. I’m not energetic; I need a lot of sleep and I feel like deserve a gold star every time I clean my kitchen.
Still, I know I’m enough. It’s all enough.
No matter how grand my ideas, this is the goal– happy kids spreading blankets on the grass, laughing out loud at silly stories, improvising with sock mittens when the temperature dips. And I only need to stay the course, making dinners and birthday parties, insisting on homework and practicing, playing board games and tea party, praying in the morning and reading at night so my children can reach their own goals– happy kids spreading blankets on the grass….
Because life doesn’t get any sweeter.
Jan Russell
Oh, I love them!
Judi
lovely, happy, content children. the sign of a wonderful mother. xo
Tracy
Oh Michelle. Do you have room for more blankets in your yard? This is dreamy.
Claudia
Amen!
Linn
Oh Michelle, thank you.
“I’ve been working to get my muchness back. My curse and superpower is shooting for the stars; I fall often, bloody my knees and wonder what I could have been thinking. When I’m myself, I brush away the wreckage and move onto the next adventure. Maybe I’ve crashed too often and too hard in the last years to ever be me again. I’m not energetic; I need a lot of sleep and I feel like deserve a gold star every time I clean my kitchen.”
My crashing so often in the past six months has felt very discouraging to me. Perhaps instead, looking at my kids and seeing their healthy and happy selves, needs to become my real measure. Thank you for the reminder.
Crashing = life
Loving = success
Thanks sweet friend.
Lizzy
Did you take all those pictures with a cell phone camera? Amazing as always!
Rachelle
Life doesn’t get any better than that. LOVE the pics and I recognize those books! We have them, too. :o)
Cath
Your gift is that you have vision and shoot for stars. And you are doing all that matters (and I mean REALLY matters) so very well. I don’t see you as having lost your muchness. I see you as loving big and living full. And just so you know, no one is weary of waiting for you. We love you.
Anne Marie
You have such a beautiful soul. Thank you for your words. I just sent an e-mail to you, using the contact e-mail you provide in your profile information, with some thoughts. Wishing you the best.