in the quiet

Saturday morning. No cartoons... in fact, nothing at all. No place to be, no impending rushing about. Just quiet. Everyone else is still asleep, perhaps dreaming about what Spring Break has in store. Here I am, awake... with a steaming cup of coffee just within my reach. I haven't yet decided, but the possibility of me climbing back into bed is running 50/50. But for now... my mind is brimming with words and emotions... that may or may not be recorded.

It was the perfect way to kick off spring break. Dessert and cards with friends while the kids played. I suppose, at this age, it was more hanging out than playing. But me? I was playing. Cards. And not well. But it did not matter a lick to me. After a week of intense running in place, I was glad to sit and be almost mindless. With friends who don't care if you aren't totally on...

Before bed, the cooler, lighter air called us to the backyard and the stars. We grabbed a couple of blankets and laid quietly... just gazing at the night sky. The four of us, side by side. I love how the longer you look at the sky, the more stars you see twinkling. And I am reminded that it is that way with more than stars if you take the time to look, and really see. Before long the sillies set in and Camden was flipping up the blanket declaring Enchilada! And while my heart recalled the days of blanket enchiladas with cute-kid filling... so did his.

And so begins Spring Break. I have such beautiful memories of two years ago... and I wish for every Spring break to live up to those carefree days. Maybe... and maybe not. But sometimes having a goal gets you off the couch and out into the world. We will just have to see which plans unfold this week...