Is it possible to find happiness in the small things? Is there a way freedom can be felt from the unexpected?
I won’t isolate myself, I like people I like small groups of them – manageable. But every now and then when my mind feels as if it has collected dust, I need to escape.
So that’s what we did we escaped to countryside on a sunny winters day. Francis and I walked together holding hands in the open space, I took deep breathes taking care to make the most of the clear air. There was a slowness I can’t imitate as well when we are at home, a slowness I crave most days. We examined the roots of the tall trees, muddy knees sinking into the damp mud as we looked at natures little treasures.
We walked in single file along the narrow paths, the silence suited the backdrop peaceful and still. I reflected on dull things as I walked behind the boys nothing remotely inspiring just mundane things general life things.
I kiss Wilbur’s head as we look out on the lake, if I look out far enough I can make out patterns in the water where the ducks leave trails behind them. I am not sure how long I have been kissing his tiny baby head until I am interupted by Francis who is eager to carry on adventuring but we follow.
I stole time today I made it last, I revelled in the beauty of my surroundings I noticed a patience in my parenting that is often forgotten when I am at home.
I think I found a meaning to life and it’s really simple.
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