Nuzzling E-yi-ya
The inspiration to blog always hits during impossible times. My mind is scattered and nothing comes when I actually sit down to do it. This might have something to do with three fellas going bonkers down the hall: Diego, Truen, and Eliah. Jamie is blissfully asleep and this is the remnants of my Quiet Time.
I've found that my mind has decreasing amounts of available space for . . . what? I'm not sure. I feel like my memory is not razor-sharp anymore. I need to write things down to remember anything cohesive, even thoughts. I was thinking about it in the shower this morning and wondered if it is the proverbial "loss of brain cells" or perhaps the increase in demands, but this morning in the shower what made the most sense to me was the disproportionate lack of reflective thought in my life.
Another possibility is the lack of focused attention, at least while I am sitting down and wanting to reflect. I usually feel like a deer in the headlights, wondering about my time. But when it comes to the duty of life I am very focused, driven to keep our life in under wraps: food, order, cleanliness, peace.
Ah well. Enough complaints. This weekend we watched a few videos from years gone. It was amazing to see all those little people that I love so much, even smaller and younger than they are now. That time is so close, but yet still gone. It made me remember to not let the angst get me down, because time is precious. Don't waste my time on the negativity, embrace it all. Savor the moments. Hug those little bodies. Laugh with them. All the cliches, yes, but all so, so true.