I woke up this Mother’s Day to an odd Sunday quiet. The boys were with Grandma on a sleepover. Ethan was in Northern California golfing. Even our dog Blueberry was in the other room, where I’d put her last night, grabbing the chance to be truly, wholly, imperturbably alone.
This was the best gift I could have asked for.
Don’t get me wrong. I love my family. I love my dog. But the clamor of real life gets loud and I forget to retreat every once in a while to plug back into myself. This morning, that’s what I did: made the bed, washed my face, cleaned the kitchen, walked Blue–all things I do on a daily basis anyway, but as I did them today, I got to stay right in my own head.
My Mother’s Day wish for all my friends is that you get your own time-out. Find the time. And soon. Even if it’s just to sit for a moment and enjoy the sound of silence.