It's Wednesday night here in NC, and my little Village is working it's way to sleep. I hear a cough in a room from my daughter as she tries to fall into a slumber. The fall weather has started since the weekend and it is currently 61 degrees. I've had the windows open since the weekend and I think the shift of the much cooler air has made the little ones start to sniffle and cough a bit. The house is almost all quiet with the exception of crickets chirping outside and the woooooshing sound of the dishwasher churning in the kitchen.
I can finally collect a moment to myself... no more grocery shopping, no more separating the girls because one first wanted the owl lunchbox and the other didn't mind the little kitty one... and then a split second later it's vice versa..., no more reading through each book bag to see what homework is needed for tomorrow, no more checking homework, no more dinner to make, no more food to be served, no more cleaning up, no more brushing little guy's teeth, no more reading books to anxious ears, no more taking the dogs out.....
..... no more nada.... .....just me, myself and I... It's like a Calgon moment, but I know my fatherly duties and refereeing will just recycle again early tomorrow morning.
But...... this is- getting over the hump Wednesday.
I just read Neve's first update to her blog today and her caption, "the Camino will provide", really has deeper meaning and promise. It's a very optimistic vantage point that allows ones' soul to see more glimpses of hope.
I can truly relate...... It's been almost 1 week since Neve started her Pilgrimage, and I feel very comfortable with my early mornings and late nights tending to my little Village. Amongst all the personalities and comotion that may resemble a bit of chaos, I reflect back to an innocent time called, childhood. (I would try to remember how it was being a kid and then watch them act the same way.)
I truly enjoy hearing the excitement in my 2 daughters' voices as they go into great detail of their day at school. Their brown eyes grow so wide like owls and after every sentence, their dimples get deep as craters as their smiles grow ear to ear. As I listen intently, my mind reflects on how innocent childhood is with no worries but what is going on here and now. As they finish up, next in line are my boys who are excited playing with a simple bucket of soapy water outside with string tied in a 12" or more circle. They are playing a game of who can make the largest bubble and gently handle it on their hands or blow it up above their heads the longest.... Now these bubbles are really huge... about the size of a beach ball!
Again, it's these times of innocence that smacks me in the face to realize there is nothing to stress over, get anxious of, or feel overwhelmed. I'm learning to take a step back and breathe more...just breathe.... I'm referred to at work in geek laymen terms as being multi-threaded and multi-tasking to a point that it seems like I'm always in constant motion with this or that task. I don't mind being busy. As you can tell I am used to it :-) But, I am really learning to just pause..... and once in while take nice easy deep breaths, which in turn allows my thoughts to clear and see more of my surroundings with wider eyes.
When it comes to my Village, I need to take off my work hat and leave the worries of servers, programs, scripts, data, documentation, errors, & politics all outside. And all I need to do is tend to my little Village...... just listen to their conversations amongst each other and their ideas or current thoughts of what's going on around them. It is their innocence and peace I enjoy..... These times are the glimpses of hope that makes me excited to start my mornings and see and hear my Village's hustle and bustle.....
I guess I am over the hump.....
Buenos Noches Peregrinos!