Perspective

For years this idea has been in the back of my mind.  Sitting.  Waiting.  Building.

Here we are in the midst of a global pandemic. All over the world we are experiencing something together, for the first time, and people are handling it very differently. I’ve listened to podcasts and read news articles and watched briefings. Out in the world, scary things are happening. And yet, here in my home, there is so much good.

My babies are learning to play together for the first time. They are making each other giggle chasing each other around the house. They are sharing (mostly). The other day, Lucy crawled into Will’s arms and he wrapped them around her and sang. She was so still and content and it was perfect.

We are all here. Always. And it’s amazing. There aren’t mornings where I wake the kids up alone anymore. There aren’t mornings where I FaceTime them from another part of the country. We all wake up together, in the same place, every single morning. Today we went on a walk and Will said, “Mommy, Daddy, Lucy, me. No one is missing.” My heart was full.

Wes and I are finding a little time here and there to do things we’ve been putting off for far too long. Little projects, like touching up rooms that were painted five years ago and organizing the garage. We are exercising more (sometimes maybe too much, if that’s even a thing?). My body feels strong, which isn’t lost on me in a time like this. I feel the air pumping in and out of my lungs on a run or a bike ride and thank God for each and every one.
I know there are plenty of things happening in the world right now that are overwhelming. I may or may not have cried while I mowed the lawn last weekend. But, I’m choosing to focus, whenever I can, on the good. Because there’s still a lot of it out there.

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