The Light

Today it was raining and cold…and I baked my feelings….I most certainly did…and it felt glorious. I baked for my neighbors, my massage therapist…my staff.

I baked bread and cookies and homemade cinnamon rolls and even an apple crisp. I made homemade bread and a hearty stew. I was the king of the kitchen today.

We conquered homeschool like a boss and even got all my cleaning done. I was back with groceries before my husband even left for work…I was KILLING it today.

I took my daughter to youth group for the first time this year because she said that even though she would have to wear a mask she just had to be with “her people”. She’s brand new to the youth group so I’m not sure who “her people” are, or if they know they are “her people” but she’s coming for ya!

We conquered kayaking on Monday at a brand new place….

Tuesday after work, I got three hours of quickbooks done after spending four hours the day previous on other things for work…I was on fire!!!

Tomorrow I actually get my hair and nails done and my daughter can actually skate with her friends….so far it hasn’t been cancelled.

My beloved Chiefs play, And even though I won’t watch the game because my boy is away at school…and it makes me sad without him…I’m so happy that we can actually even WATCH a game!

If you would have read this blog post a year ago you would have thought that I was insane. Being happy over sooo many things we always took for granted, because our entire lives this is what was.

I keep thinking soon it will be over….but it seems like an old sore that just refuses to heal. I have no advice for my college son. The only thing I could tell him was to find a new routine…something that keeps him moving. Something that keeps him off Twitter and social media…which drain the very life out of us.

I have good days (like today)….and really bad days (like last week). Right now, I have found yoga and kayaking and outdoor adventures to be the main thing that keeps me sane. I need to get out and move…I start to feel trapped and like the whole earth is trying to swallow me.. I have to be outside so that I don’t feel trapped…and yes, I’m aware that sounds psychotic.

Plans right now that don’t get cancelled elate me to new heights. I’ve never been more excited to go to a roller rink in all my born days (or perhaps I mean…my adult years).

I’ve quit saying…this will be over soon…I can no longer look that far ahead…

What does this week have? What’s on the agenda for next week? And I look no further. I can’t bear to.

Plants and llama planters and coffee cups make me smile…and pumpkins…and pumpkin spice.

What small MUNDANE things make you smile? Concentrate on those…they are Gods special way of saying…He’s for you and He’s got this!