I have moments when I want to run far, far away from my responsibilities. Find a secluded spot where I may read, write, and use the restroom without interruptions. A place that is well stocked with my favorite foods, a few running trails, an excellent kick boxing and/or Zumba class, and a friend to chat with.
Today was one of those days.
As I cleaned up mess after mess from my very active toddler and very sick baby, I noticed tears streaming down my face. Emily noticed them too and asked in her oh-so-cute baby voice "are you okay?" To which I replied, "No, I'm having a hard time." She responded by giving me a kiss and dumping out the rest of her bubbles onto the carpet. Her sweetness overshadowed by her toddler mindset (whatever that might be).
And my mind wandered to that place.
Because, really, this is a place where I can chat without interruptions. It is well stocked with virtual pictures of all my favorite foods, books, bloggers, and stories of solitary wanderings. Even if my dream cannot become a reality right now, at least I have my friends--all of you-- to share it with.
Sigh. It's great to be back.
This is my rather late Bigger Picture Post, hosted by Corinne.
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