A wonderful friend of ours who lives down the hall came to our door. She offered to have a mini adventure with Ronen. If you know much about parenting, you know that it is these moments that guardians treasure as it gives them an extra peaceful moment.
Except, I never make it peaceful. I look around at the apartment, and I see all the things I have to get done, and I start to prioritize what I can do in this extra moment I have. Ronen's toys are sprawled along the floor. We have dishes out on the table, hot beverage carafes from a past event and colin and I's clothes on the floor. My extra moment will be a race to see how much I can get done.
Some may call it God, my mother's voice or maybe a cry from within my own soul, but words breathe and see came over me. The very thought gave me anxiety because, obviously, I had a massive list of things to do. But I decided to take some deep breaths, and with each one, I felt my mind slow down.
My to-do turned into a list of affirmations as I looked at my apartment. My daughter's toys showed the life that she brings into our lives. Her things on the floor indicates that this is her home too, she belongs here. The dishes from the night before shows how it was possible to have a meal together with our demanding schedules. The hot beverage carafes from the weekend before reminded me that we live in a community where we can share and laugh together even in our tiny home. The clothes on the ground shows that my husband and I can adapt to changing from house clothes to business attire when our daughter is napping in our only bedroom.
The things that previous whispered failures to me whispered success and my heart warmed. I do admit that I did do a couple things on that list before an interruption came to our door and needed attending, but that too is a sign that people care to be around us. That we too belong.
Here's to success, even if it doesn't look like what I first imagined.
Peace,
Faith
