Oh, the coming out of nowhere moment
when, nothing happens
no what-have-I-to-do-today-list
maybe half a moment
the rush of traffic stops.
The whir of I should be I should be I should be
slows to silence,
The white cotton curtains hanging still.
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Not as much anymore, with the crazy schedules.
Or maybe just as crazy but in a completely different way.
We've gone from driving the kids all around and volunteering when we're supposed to, donating stuff when we're supposed to, buying popcorn and wreaths and ballet slippers to what it is today.
My car has been donated to my daughter. My "work in the office" time depends on my kids' schedules and when they can drop me off or pick me up. We still rush around, in our way, I guess. Sometimes I remind myself it's ok to feel stress right now. Step aside and read a book. Silence is a luxury.
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