Ever have one of those moments where you kind of take a breath and go “okay…. Things are going to be okay.”
True there is potential job/work drama that might (might) result in the need tomove or change lives in some big way. True the house feels mighty empty without Missy May. True, money is tighter than desired. True, there are still big decisions to make and choices to consider.
But this weekend I realized that despite all that, things are really going okay.
Friday night was youtube videos and home cooked food until the wee hours of the night.
On Saturday we cleaned and Matthew worked. (Working from home is a vast improvement to him working at the office on the weekends.) We ran some errands, started the huge project of cleaning out the storage facility, donated stuff to Good Will, and then went out for ice cream.
Saturday night found us at a friend’s house for a BBQ and then some exciting table top role playing where both of our characters died horribly but were highly entertaining, which is what really counts.
Sunday it was off to the Skeptics brunch in an adorable blink-and-you’ll-miss-it little café that makes amazing chocolate chip fudge cookie sandwiches. Visiting with friends and enjoying the sunshine was insanely relaxing.
Sunday afternoon we went for a long meandering walk and talked about morality, kids, and life in general. A brief beak at home for some balcony serenading (Matthew plays the guitar, did you know that?) and then he worked and I went to the Abraham Verghese author reading where I was amazed by this author, enjoyed the company of good friends, and even got my photo taken and book signed.
Then it was more down time at home and at last bed.
The weekend couldn’t have gone better.
Was there a point to his blog post? No… I just want to remember weekends, moments, like this. I have always had this sense of how fragile happiness is, of how quickly things can change, of how everything is in process of transition… and it bears taking a moment to really stop and value what you have.
I hope you all have moments, or series of moments, like this to recall with fondness.