As my husband comes home hot, tired, and filthy–especially on windy, dirty, dry days like today–I find myself feeling guilty for my uselessness. There is so much work to do on any given day!
Alas, I am resigned to not being helpful outdoors, and I have found myself searching for the good.
A silver lining in my injury cloud has become quiet time with our kids.
Our middle son and I have nearly finished reading a special book, which has allowed me to really know him as a growing boy.
Our youngest son catches me up on school and ranch happenings before kissing me goodnight on the forehead.
Our oldest son has hung out on the couch with me to watch fitting and clipping videos on YouTube, and our daughter has shared more of her school girl life in two weeks than she has in two years.
This down time will only be a blip in our big picture. However, I hope being forced to slow down and listen makes choosing to live in the little moments easier once we’re back to work full force!